Born 26SEP75 Died 31OCT20 Matt"TARBABY"Henegar has communicated with several friendly alien races and now lives like a king in scenic jonesboro arkansas with many different people who collectively call themselves the"NEO ROMANTICIST MOVEMENT"(in other words, freaks) he hates the town with a passion and will blow it up if forced to live there much longer....... so help this poor soul THANKS, GOODNIGHT, AND PLEASE,... DON'T FORGET TO TIP YOUR WAITRESS (lord knows i'm too broke too)
COLD SWEAT & COFFEE LOVE ISN'T HERE STANDING ON A CURB AT 2 A.M. LEANING ON A LAMPPOST OF A DIRT ENCRUSTED CORNER IN A SCABBED OVER CITY, THAT REEKS OF $#!^ SWEAT & SEX CHEAP BOOZE, CHEAP WHORES, and that man on the corner playin' sax life keeps throwin' funny curves but i keep on swingin' and strikin' out strugglin'... and failin'... livin's certainly better than dyin' but it's a cold comfort in an even colder world i'm lookin for the next big thing but hope grows and EXPLODES into this huge optimistic kick that grinds my hesd into the ground like the cigarrette that i can't smoke without collapsing into a fit of monotonous hacking then hopefully i'll be reborn and live in a world of peace, hope, and harmony but soon i'll realize... love isn't here " tarbaby"
i waste away looking at myself a distorted mirror showing me for who i am a wretched a lying a loathing creature for my only passion is that of nonassimilation of fantasy of escape i've lied to myself to my friends to those i love yet all that comes to me id dread a sense of outside looking in misfit abnormal IS THAT WHO I AM CURSED TO BE?! don't you think do you think i don't feel the stares don't you think i feel the disgust i've tried to find myself but i've only found confusion i feel drained sick my only damnation is myself my only salvation is myself i am the one to save myself by getting my head out of the sand matt"tarbaby"henegar 17OCT96