The Future Kings of Nowhere

Holy shit, you guys.
That was so fun I might not
Need to play again.

I am pretty sure
“Stasio” is Italian
for “Nice guy, great voice.”

An eight hour drive
with no stereo at all?
For Richmond I would.

The show was a bust,
but I played some of the best
foosball of my life.

A flyer proclaimed:
“Red Collar, here, in three weeks!”
I showed up too soon.

Heavy metal songs
sound more authentic when played
by three teenage girls.

New friends tried to sell
me on being a writer
and planted a seed.

I lived in this town
when I was a 4th grader.
I’m much taller now.

It’s so hard to see
a grown-up having such pains
at not being picked.

If you learn to lose

as gracefully as you can,

sometimes you still win.