Free Booze at an Open Bar.

There is no voice of the poor.

The one’s that speak,

speak in hotel ballrooms,

press conferences with wealth and 

clear-colored awards.

And free booze at an open bar.

How Google Ruined Preludetotheendoftheworld.com

by Jim Kopetz

First things first, fuck Google.

I Wake Up (Prelude to a Novel) November Update.

by Jim Kopetz

I wake up. Two shots of bourbon and a lukewarm beer. I light a cigarette and drift back off to sleep. I burn myself and wake up. Another shot of bourbon, another lukewarm beer. A hit of strong grass. I'm up.

I Wake Up (Prelude to a Novel)

by Jim Kopetz

I wake up. Two shots of bourbon and a lukewarm beer. I light a cigarette and drift back off to sleep. I burn myself and wake up. Another shot of bourbon, another lukewarm beer. A hit of strong grass. I'm up.

No, One

by Jim Kopetz

Hey Dear Dad

by Jim Kopetz

Hey dear dad,
are you feeling well?
Our cancer is sick,
does it seem like hell?

She Rakes at the Coals

by Jim Kopetz

She rakes the coals,
and burns.
The hole in the skirt,
fast times.

Why So Angry?

by Jim Kopetz

My mother recently asked me, "Why is your website so angry, so aggressive?"

"You Know You're Right" : Thoughts on Suicide Notes of Importance

by Jim Kopetz

Suicide and artistic malcontent go hand in hand. Don't be Billy Bibbit.

So You Watched the 2013 MTV VMAs

by Jim Kopetz

Why?