Fountain Pen

Writin' these words with a fountain pen
That I bought from the place that I bought DXM
From which I used to shoplift Sharpies
And whatever else suited me
It's
Goddamned hard to change your mindset
Even harder than just not doing it
We said two years ago
That we can't control our burning passions
But
We can control what we do about them
And
I guess I lost sight of that
In beautiful, colorful, wild ideals
Summer is golden
And winter is frozen
And I want to be like Mr. Caulfield
But I'd rather be your friend
Than erase all the 'fuck yous' from the face of the Earth (or write more)
Fuck you
God bless you
I love you