What does the number mean to you?
The 12th day of the 12th month at the age of 12… wish I could, but I’ll never forget.
12 bottles in a case of liqour.
Two 12’s in a case of beer.
12 smokes in half a pack, what a way to start the day.
12 inches in a foot long joint or was it 13; what a way to end it.
Sometimes 12 hours sleep in 12 nights.
12 years after wasn’t enough. Another 12 … almost there. I think its about right.
What is 12? Just a number?
Where does your strength come from?
A day? A number? A name? A song?
Something meant to be right but ended up going wrong?
I can feel my skull splitting with an urge, a surging need
To empower you with your own history
To make things all right again.
Just to be me.