Because
Because I played a Knight,
And was on a screen,
Because I made a million dollars,
Because I was handsome,
Because I had a nice car,
A bunch of girls seem to like me.
But I never met those girls,
I only heard about them.
The only people I saw were the ones who hated me,
And there were so many of those people,
It was easy to forget about the people who I heard
Liked me, and shit, they were all fucking fourteen-year-olds.
And I holed up in my place and read my life away,
And I watched a million movies, twice,
And I didn't understand them any better.
But because I played a Knight,
Because I was handsome,
This was the life I made for myself.
Years later, I decided to look at what I made,
And I watched myself in all the old movies, and I hated the guy
I saw.
But he's the one who stayed after I died.
James Franco. Directing Herbet White: poems. Graywolf Press, 2014.
“Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace.” ― Roberto Bolaño
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