David Campbell Phillips.
Past 10 years.
Time to go. Moved to city. Left Kentucky fast. No looking back. New York City. 6th floor walkup. No air con. New sales job. Never used Outlook. No tech knowledge. Excited, anxious, lonely. Walked fucking everywhere. Made new friends. Joined new gym. Aussie from Coogee. Traveled from Sydney. Week per month. Ferocious in sack. Traveled for work. Boozed too much. No driving needs. Hated new boss. Slacked off frequently. Men’s club Fridays. Once got manicure. No clear polish. Made little money. Strokes were playing. Went to Hamptons. Heavy fucking Hamptons. Stayed in Montauk. Long train rides. First Rangers game. Went to Sydney. Met Aussie’s family. Was not moving. No more Aussie. Traveled for fun. Slightly more income. Freckles from Lexington. Naked kitchen cigarettes. Solid damn whoaman. Was pretty fit. Into coke slightly. Labor Day weekend. Kitchen freckled beatdown. Went through phone. Misinterpreted my texts. Mate’s girlfriend’s texts. Apology flower delivery. Shut damn door. Got out quick. Too fucking quick. Likely bad mistake. East 27th. Kick ass place. Late night foos. House parties frequently. Maybe more coke. Dimples from Orlando. Took some convincing. Moved to village. Roommate never there. Hamptons share house. Sundays with dimples. Too much money. Stupid day jobs. Living the ‘life’. Got a chance.
Time to go. Moved to London. Stayed with dimples. No good distance. Too much distance. Mexico for work. Snuck pills out. LOTS of pills. Lost those dimples. Was not working. Another stupid mistake. Sat in Houston. Dozing in airport. Xanys, cyclones, percocets. Pharma fucking cocktails. Life is numb. Not sure why. Back to Smoke. The Big Smoke. All pills delivered. More new friends. Booze culture flourishing. On the piss. Take the piss. Beer league hockey. Traveled a bit. Apples and pears. Fight six bouncers. Scousers in tow. Got away clean. Shiners on us. No jail time. Amazing that is. Ascot next weekend. Kentucky in tow. NO FUCKING SEERSUCKER. Seersucker and madras. Only that dick. Meet fellow Kentuckian. Stripper and hot. Together we rolled. Taste of home. Didn’t know prior. Likely BAD mistake. Found my heartbreak. Likely deserved it. Biggest snow ever. February ’09. No more lies.
Time to go. Back to city. New York City. Looked back always. Silly dimples ultimatum. Was not biting. Likely bad mistake. More new friends. Beer league hockey. Thuggz’n’Juggz. Co-ed sports. Roller skate girl. Lots more pills. Hit by car. Damn Williamsburg Bridge. Christie and Delancey. Gem from Cali. Lots more oxy. Laid up bad. Commutative fractured leg. Couch for months. Six long months. Shitty day jobs. Gem rolls on. Shame that one. Solid hot bird. Derho and Avery. In the snow. Me on crutches. No fighting dumbass. The fucking hairdresser. Living Brooklyn style. More new friends. The High Violet. Damn that National. Mother is ill. A-L-S. Health declines quickly.
Time to go. Back to Louisville. 3 quick months. Rest in paradise. Too much boozing. No romance capacity. Get Kentucky fat. Lots of shows. Music beat writer. Shitty days jobs. Not truly happy. Teach was right. Where to next?
These three words. G-F-Y. Hugs and kisses.
