Please bookmark and follow me at: http://www.jesseetc.com from now on!

Hope all is well,
Jesse

Dear In-N-Out Burger,

I am writing to you as a simple man. A simple man with a simple dream: To eat a delicious In-N-Out Animal Style Burger with Animal Style fries and a coke. My dilemma, however, is that I currently reside in Plano, Texas, and your closest location is located in Tuscon, Arizona. Though I am a simple man, I am strong willed. Strong willed indeed. Strong enough to convince two close friends of mine that we ABSOLUTELY have to make a trip to Tuscon, Arizona and back in merely three days. You see, we just graduated college from Southern Methodist University, and this could be the last chance that we all have to do something legendary together. So legendary that I had to write you and tell you about it. We will be departing on our journey June 28th, 2009 and arriving at your amazing fast food restaurant on June 29th, 2009. Needless to say we will be rather exhausted driving 14 hours. But it's worth it. For you, anything is worth it. I'd travel to Japan with nothing but my arms and legs if your only restaurant was there. Upon arrival, I don't expect confetti, or a banner, or even for anyone there to know our names. I don't expect anything more than what you've always had: The most amazing burgers, the most amazing fries, and the most amazing fountain drinks a young man could ask for. I won't lie, however, having one meal comped for my two compadres and me would be insanely appreciated and never forgotten. We would be the utmost grateful customers you've ever had. Rest assured. I can also assure you the only thing we plan on eating for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and breakfast the next day is you, so we would still be contributing our hard earned money directly to you, as we are always happy to help out the best fast food restaurant in the world. I sincerely appreciate your time, your kindness, and your utterly, mind-blowingly, phenomenal burgers that will inevitably bring together three friends in one of the most epic adventures that they will ever take part in.

Your sincere customer,
Jesse J. Smith

I feel as though I haven't written in a while, and since I haven't posted new music lately I felt obligated to let you know what has been going on. That being said, I have been thinking a lot about The A-B Theory and what I would like to do with it.

My top concern is obviously putting out new music. I debated for a very long time whether or not to put out an EP or a full length, and, ultimately, I have decided on releasing a full length. I'm not sure if it will be only 10 songs or more. I don't think I would ever release a record with more than 12 songs though. I think records get tedious after around 10. Some bands have proven me wrong though. They are few and far between. I think I'd bore you guys to death if I put out a 17 song album. Hell, I would get bored making it.

I knew for this next release that I really wanted to one up my first release, "Illusions." I wasn't quite sure how to do this though, until I decided that a good producer could probably help me out a lot in achieving this goal. Most of you didn't know me before The A-B Theory (see Sometimes It Rains), but my roots are really set more in indie-rock than in electronic music. I didn't emerge from the shadows to hop on the bandwagon of kids making electronic music with their laptops. I've been making music for quite a while now. I wanted to find someone who really understood this about me and who had a good idea on how to go about capturing my vision and what I was aiming for with my next release, and so I started to talking to Dan Hunter about it. (Go and read his most recent interview on Absolutepunk.net here: http://absolutepunk.net/showthread.php?t=896402. Very well said and written.)

In the words of Dan, "he and I had some amazing talks" about where to take my sound and my next record, and because of these talks we both agreed that it felt right to do this record together. I think... Haha. Did we agree on this, Dan?

So, basically, to sum it up: I will be recording my next record, a full length tentatively entitled "Houses," with Dan at his studio sometime later this year, and Dan will be producing it for me.

Just to make this clear, so nobody thinks me and Dan are in a band together, or anything like that: All of the music, or at least the vast majority of it, will be written by me. It has always been this way, and it will always be this way. Dan will simply be making it sound insanely better, and kind of guiding me along the way while I am writing, as is the job of the producer.

As far as the future sound of The A-B Theory goes: It's going to be less pretty and polished. That doesn't mean that I won't still be writing pop music though. I love pop. I love writing it. It just won't sound like another bullshit myspace trend band. It will have lasting value, and I will be making damn sure of that through every moment of writing the record (which I have already began on). It will have more guitar. It will have more instrumentation. It will have no auto-tune (uh-oh). It will sound more mature. It will sound bigger. And I'm very confident that it will sound better.

So, I hope you stick with me through whatever changes I will inevitably go through. Seriously, fans are the most important thing to me, and, really, for any band. Not a record label. Not managers. Not 100,000 myspace plays a day. Just real fucking fans. So, from the bottom of my heart, thank you to everyone who cares about me, who has supported me in the past year and  continues to support me now. It means everything.

I want to close on this idea: Nothing means more to me than writing an album that I am proud of. Not something that will sell, And not something that will get me a ton of fans. (Though both would be nice...) Just something that I peronsally love. Something that I would actually be interested in listening to and purchasing (even if I didn't create it) and something that I could call my very own, even if 1,000,000 other people loved it and listened to it too. Nothing means more to me than this.

Here's to the future,
Jesse

Here is an interview I did for AP.net: Hope you enjoy.

1. How did you get your band name?

I’m not very fond of this question, because I have no idea how to answer it without sounding like a pretentious bastard (or son of a bitch- I couldn't decide which one sounded more pretentious...). I try to steer away from it for this reason. Here I go though: It’s got something to do with God, time, drugs, and math. See what I mean?

2. How did this band get started?

My last band, (www.myspace.com/sometimesitrains) which is more along the lines of Alt-Country/Indie-Rock, had just broken up due to creative differences, so I finally decided to start up this project. (Something I had been wanting to do for quite some time.) I’ve always been a huge fan of electronica, but I think the genre is generally viewed as music with no vocals, or music with really dumbed down lyrics/vocals that can’t be taken seriously. However, the rise of bands such as The Postal Service and The Notwist kind of turned that around in a much more main-stream way. I wanted to do something similar, but obviously different. Who wants to be a replica of another band? Why even create music? I guess I wanted to take a genre that wasn’t viewed as a very serious way of conveying meaningful lyricism and do exactly that. Who knows if I am or not though…

3. What bands are you influenced by?

My favorite album of all time, hands down, is Neutral Milk Hotel’s In The Aeroplane Over The Sea. It still haunts me even today. Every time I listen to it I experience something new. I love early Of Montreal (like Cherry Peel and Coquelicot Asleep in the Poppies: A Variety of Whimsical Verse) The Arcade Fire, Bright Eyes, The Zombies, Wilco, The Format, Dr. Dre, Broken Social Scene, Owen, Built to Spill, Weezer, Radical Face, Iron and Wine, Kevin Devine, Kings of Convenience, Radiohead, Death Cab, Olivia Tremor Control, Kanye West, Rilo Kiley, Say Anything, and The Shins. My favorite composer of all time is Nobuo Uematsu though. That’s just a start…

4. If you could tour with any bands, past or present, who would it be and why?

Neutral Milk Hotel or The Zombies. Their songwriting is so brilliant, and I guess I’d just hope some of that would rub off on me if I toured with either of them.

5. If you were a furry, what animal would you be? Why that animal?

Daschund. German. Hunters. Awesome.

6. Why should people listen to your band?

I’ll let a close friend of mine take it away for me:
“An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.” –Charles Bukowski

7. If you were chosen to be in Guitar Hero/Rock Band, what song would you want in the game? How hard do you think it would be to five-star on expert?

I would have to reject the proposal. Haha. I just cannot stand either game, even when I’m incoherent.

8. If you won a Grammy, who would you thank?

God, my dear mother, the rest of my family, my friends, and my enemies.

9. If you could change something about the music industry, what would it be?

That the people with money didn’t govern it and force music down people’s throats. Good music has to be sought after now for the most part…

10. Memorable tour experience?

Everything about tour is memorable. Even the shitty moments. Hell, especially those. Tour restores your faith in humanity for the most part. People are so hospitable and good. It’s really rather amazing.

11. What does AP.net mean to you?

AP.net has done so much for me. They’ve supported me since the beginning, and for that I owe them and all of their readers everything. AP.net is number one for music.

12. What is your favorite song to play?

Fatal Flaw Attractions or One Night Waltz. I usually spaz out during both without realizing it, and it just feels, I don’t know, liberating…

13. What is your vacation spot of choice?

San Diego. I haven’t traveled much of the world (yet), but so far San Diego is the most beautiful place I’ve been to. La Jolla to be precise.

14. What music reminds you of your childhood?

No Doubt-Tragic Kingdom and anything Nirvana. First couple of albums I ever purchased. I grew up obsessing over Nirvana.

15. If you could have any super power, what would it be? Why?

Teleportation. Be anywhere whenever you need to without the hassle of flying = radical.

16. Do you feel that your band has "made it"?

I don’t even know what that means. Am I taking champagne baths with Kanye West? Not yet. Am I producing hits with JT? Nope. But I am writing music I love, and people seem to be appreciating it. “Making it” is all a matter of perspective. So I guess, in some way, yes, I have (or am). But I will always strive to be better and push my limits as a writer and a producer.

17. What is something that most fans don't know about you?

I’m 22 years old, and I’m about to graduate college with my bachelor’s degree in English/Creative Writing.

18. What's your favorite holiday?

All I know is that I’m not a big fan of Halloween. Maybe because it’s right around my birthday? I’m not sure…

19. What do you like to do in your spare time?

I’m a huge fan of film, so watching movies. Drinking Red Wine. Wasting time on the Internet. Playing my Nintendo DS. And finishing my degree.

20. What kind of hidden talents do you have?

I can destroy anyone at Super Mario World on the SNES, and I’ve gotten close to beating the world’s fasted speed run (without the glitches) for the first Super Mario Bros. on the NES. I believe the record is 5 minutes and 5 seconds, and I got around 5 minutes and 30 seconds. I know 25 seconds is a lot, but trust me, I played through this game about 100,000 times, and couldn’t get much faster than that. All of my respects go to whoever did it in 5:05.

I just posted a new song. It's called "There's a Trick With a Knife I'm Learning To Do". Honestly, I spent and wasted way too much time on it. This song held me back from working on other things a lot of the times, and it was a bad move on my part. But you live and learn. This song never flowed for me, and I kept forcing it with hopes something magical would happen. It didn't...at all.

I am posting this song to show you guys that I am very much working on new material. And I assure you the new tracks are far better than this one. In the midst of trying to do anything I could to salvage this song (which is a lot more along the lines of talk music) I began writing two new songs that I'm really, really excited about. I think you are really going to like the new music. Expect a new EP/LP out this summer, and a TON of touring because I'm about to graduate. Thank God!

Thanks for bearing with me. I will post a link in this blog to download the new track soon. If you can't wait, i/m me at jesseistheory.

You guys and gals mean the world,
Jesse

December Schedule for School:

Dec. 1st - Write 10 page research paper for Film and Media Aesthetics
Dec. 2nd- Write 10 page research paper for Modern Contemporary Literature
Dec. 3rd- See above
Dec 4th- Turn both papers in, Catch up on sleep, Watch The Office
Dec. 5th- Write 5 page final paper for Modern Contemporary Literature and work on 90 page screenplay
Dec. 6th- Write 5 page final paper for Shakespeare and work on 90 page screenplay
Dec 7th- Work on 90 page screenplay and study for Film and Media Aesthetics Final
Dec 8th- Take Film and Media Aesthetics Final and work on 90 page screenplay
Dec. 9th- 90 page screenplay
Dec. 10th- 90 page screenplay
Dec 11th- 90 page screenplay due and Semester finally over.


The good news: Two weeks of nonstop freaking out and working is worth the month and a half break that follows. During that long break I plan on working on a ton of new music. And speaking of new music, I finished recording a new song, and it's now in the mixing and mastering stages. However, because of the insane amount of work I have in the next couple of weeks it will probably take longer than expected to finish and show you guys. I'm sorry. Luckily, I graduate in May, and then it's music, music, music, and tour, tour, tour. I'm pretty damn excited for that. Anyway, hope all is well, and if your next couple of weeks can top mine, may the good Lord have mercy on you.

Godspeed,
Jesse

I'm usually not very fond of talking about my lyrics, but I thought it might be kind of neat to show you how I write. (At least, for this song.)

I got my first bit of inspiration for this song from a poem I composed, which was probably inspired by watching a lot of Dexter, murder mystery films, and reading Poe.

Here is the poem:

Quackery

My lover thinks that I'm a surgeon,
but I've never saved a life.
I'm just full of knives and cold metal tables
where I'll eventually cut up her comfort until
she's barely able to sustain a normal life.
It sound cruel, but I am doing what's best for us.
I've heard even terrible people need comfort. She
thinks I'm strong, but I'm starving myself.
Maybe maturity is a half bitten apple the way paradise
turned into embarrassment, which is why I'm ashamed to
let someone get to know me so well. So this is me
writing about how I'll cover it up.

-Jesse Smith


So from the poem I composed the lyrics:

"you thought i was a surgeon
but knew i didn't save lives
you knew i'd put you on a cold, metal table
cut you open and watch you die."

And from those lyrics, I began writing the lyrics to the song. Poe called the death of a woman "the most poetical topic in the world." On some level, I certainly agree. These lyrics felt like the came from a different place than my other ones. The name Annabel in the song is a reference to Edgar Allen Poe's poem entitled "Annabel Lee," which you can read here: http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/1620.html

And here are the lyrics:

There's A Trick With A Knife I'm Learning To Do


everybody follow me
cause i make
good first impressions

i learned a little sleight of hand
now i am
faster than ever

i've got a knife and a few ideas
dont make me
learn my lesson

i'm at the border, annabel, it's over
i've no room
for anymore questions

how can i go on when she thinks
that i am a surgeon who keeps
saving lives?
when all ive ever done is put her
on a clean, cold, metal table and
watch her die
damn right i feel badly
but i can't change

i've never been too good with words though
my whole life
i feel i've been begging

with a lit cigarette held high like
a candle
towards the heavens

asking God like some distant idea
for a break
or better yet a miracle

so annabel will you follow me
cause tonight
I expect a spectacle

how can I go on when she thinks
that I am surgeon who keeps
saving lives?
when all I've ever done is put her
on a clear, cold, metal table and
watch her die
damn right I feel badly
but I can't change

there is no drive long enough to forget
your delicate skin or my regrets
there is no drive long enough to forget
your delicate skin or my regrets

how can I go on when she thinks
that I am surgeon who keeps
saving lives
when all I've ever done is put her
on a clear, cold, metal table and
watch her die
damn right I feel badly
but I can't change
just cause our bodies are our shells
doesn't mean you won't feel pain


And I guess that's how I wrote this one. Hope you enjoy.

-Jesse

Where to begin...where to begin...I'm not exactly the best at responding messages. Forgive me. I'm also not the best at responding to comments. Forgive me, again. However, I do very much enjoy receiving them. I feel like I might be doing something right when you guys send me things. But I know it can suck not to hear back from the person you write to, and I apologize.

So I've asked what you guys might like from me, and I believe the general consensus was a screen name might suffice. So that's what you'll get. Feel free to i/m me anytime I am on, which is actually quite often. Go ahead and ask me whatever your mind desires. I thrive off of good conversation. However, if you are creepier than I already know you are, and you somehow find a way to make me feel uncomfortable, you will be pwned by the block function like a n00b.

I'm working on new music as we speak. Ch-ch-ch-changing is all I've got to say.

So without further adieu:

= jesseistheory

Keep it fresh. Keep it clean.
-Jesse James

It's 6 am. It's my birthday. I'm 22 now. My mother married two days before her 22nd birthday. I'm irresponsible. I miss my life. I miss how I felt a year ago. I miss how much more motivated I was. I was on fire for music I was. Hell, I was on fire for life. This is the best story I can give you:

Last December, I fell in love. Again. It was brilliant. (As it always is) I wanted to spend every waking and sleeping moment with her. So I did. I gave up every other part of my life to be with her. I wanted it that way. I was selfish. I am selfish. I didn't care. I felt like I was constantly high. Things were phenomenal. For a while. But, and I quote myself, "It flew by like most everything good does." Damn, I'm pretentious. And so it ended. And that's life. And I know it's for the best.

The past couple of months have been filled with lots of drinking. Lots of drugs. And, damn, do I mean lots. Lots of heavy conversation. Lots of self-pity and self-loathing. Lots of being nocturnal. Lots of irresponsibility. Lots of self destruction. Lots of lies. And as bad as it all sounds, I'd be lying (again) if I said I didn't' have some amazing times the past couple of months. But it was all short lived.

And so here I am. My 22nd. Growing older. And, sure, it's still young, but it's still kind of an "in your face" birthday. The 21st was all about going to a bar and celebrating your newly founded legality. The 22nd is all about realizing you shouldn't be acting like you did when you were 21. At least, not completely.

The past few weeks have been eye opening to say the least. I miss music. I've been so distant from it for so many months, and it's been such a burden on me. I've wanted to write, but I'd always make up some excuse not to.

I'm here to say that there are no more excuses. The glue in my life is music. And it always will be. It's how I was wired. And I have absolutely no say in it. I was born to write, and I was meant for the stage. (Like The Decemberists song) And that is exactly what I will do. And actually, it's exactly what I have been doing. Nothingsevergonnastandinmyway(again). (Wilco, anyone?)

So with that said. I'd like to open up discussion to a question: What can I do to stay close with/become closer with you guys and gals? Give out my screen name? Start an online blog about my day to day life? Man, that would be boring as shit. (A friend highly suggested I do this though.) Just let me know what would make you happy, and I will do my best to deliver. 'Cause I pack and deliver like UPS trucks.

I'll do anything for you. I'll kill anyone for you.
-Jesse

Salutations Readers,

I would like to take this time to say a little bit about myself that you may not have known. A lot of you have asked me questions that I have never responded too. This isn't because I am an asshole, but rather because I haven't had the time or just forgot about them. So now I present you with a lot of stuff you probably don't even care about:

-My birth given name by my dear mother is Jesse Joseph Smith. She originally wanted to name me Jesse James Smith, but feared that I may get fun of as a child which might have lead to long lasting trauma, so she didn't. Eighteen years after my birth we discussed this, and since have decided to add "James" to my middle name, thus making my full legal name Jesse James Joseph Smith. Well, not yet. But it's in the works.

-I am 21 years old. This may come to a shock to some of you, since I look 17. But I've got my birth certificate to prove it.

-I am currently a senior at Southern Methodist University in Dallas, Texas. My major is English with a specialization in creative writing for poetry. My minor is photography. But one more year, and I plan on concentrating on music full time.

-I want to get my masters and eventually my Ph.D. In what? I have no idea. English/Poetry or Law most likely. I've always had a passion or being a professor at a good college.

-Before I started The A-B Theory. I was the singer/songwriter for www.myspace.com/sometimesitrains. That was the first band I've ever been in where I begin to write music how I wanted to. I think all of my bands before that were pretty awful. But if you must know what else I did, you can listen to my high school band at http://www.purevolume.com/theontics. I don't mind people seeing where I started. I think I've come a long way...

-A lot of my lyrics are inspired by my poetry. At the end of this blog, I'll post some of it if you care to read it.

-I am a published poet. I will also post my first published poem.

-I have terrible anxiety. I realize lots of people say this, but ask anyone that knows me. If I get a papercut, for instance, I don't just blow it off. I obsess over it and think about possible diseases that could occur due to paper cuts. I worry about health the most.

-I also have some pretty wicked OCD. For example: I used to twitch my eyes a lot (as in press them down really hard and left my neck up.) I did this because I felt unaligned, and I had to regain my equilibrium.

-Some of my favorite movies include: Before Sunrise, Before Sunset, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Once, The Fountain, Rushmore, The Royal Tenenbaums and The Big Lebowski...I feel kind of guilty that nothing before the 1990s is on this list, but I can't think of anything off the top of my head that I love as much as these movies pre 90s. I'm sure there are some though...

-Some of my favorite TV shows include: Dexter, Lost, Entourage, Scrubs, How I Met Your Mother, Arrested Development, and, sadly, The O.C.

-My favorite album of all time is Neutral Milk Hotel's In The Aeroplane Over The Sea, but other favorite albums also include: Wilco- Summerteeth and Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, Weezer-Blue and Pinkerton, Death Cab- The Photo Album, Olivia Tremor Control- Black Foliage: Animation Music Vol. 1, Of Montreal- Cheery Peel, Owen- I Do Perceive and At Home With, Explosions in the Sky- The Earth Is Not a Cold Dead Place, The Decemberists- 5 Songs and Her Majesty, Radiohead- Amnesiac, The Once Soundtrack, and The Zombies- Odyssey and Oracle...

-Some of my favorite books include: Li Po Selected Works, The Awakening, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Walden, and anything John Donne has ever written.

-I really like to sleep. I could sleep for 12 hours if it was uninterrupted, dark, and I had nothing to do.

-I think I started the The A-B Theory because I really love electronica music, but I felt there wasn't enough good stuff out there. And I guess I was hoping that maybe I could be another good one, but I have no idea if I succeeded or not. Regardless, I love electronica and for the first time ever I finally feel in control of what I hear in my head.

Well, as of now that's all I can think of...If you want to know anything else, just ask in the comments section, and I will reply there or edit this blog again...

Published Poem:


Aim For Me
(Inspired by the lines, "Moving your mouth to pull out all your miracle, aim for me" from Neutral Milk Hotel's "Oh Comely" written by Jeff Mangum)

Even covered in smoke, whiskey, and red lipstick
I couldn't bring myself to touch your crayon colored skin
So you moved to Tennessee.

I wrote you a letter and it said, "Meet me
In Georgia right at the border
'cause I've got this knife and it needs to be used."

So I drove for fifteen hours while the ghost
That was born inside my head, bloomed inside of my coffee
And when I arrived at the border the only thing
There were thieves stealing copper
From the lights nearby.

So I became a pawn shop where I could buy
The things that were stolen because I wanted to
Know what it felt like to be you opening your
Mouth and trying to pull out all of your miracle.

It's been ten years since, and all I am now is a
Beaten down cement floor waiting to be covered up
by something softer like the rubber of a broken wheel chair

And the only thing I've learned is how to smoke cigarettes
Again and lift them high like candles to the heavens begging
God to open up his mouth, pull out all of His miracle and
Aim for me.

-Jesse Smith




And more poetry:

Purity is a silhouette

as dissonant as the black keys
on a piano that sound as if
they've rolled out on the tongue of a dead
dog's mouth lying right next to
the chewed up bones of a mockingbird.

And it's thick like the fog that drowned
the city that night and dimmed the street lights
into the vaguely familiar but foreign glows that
the past burns like that led that mutt out into
oncoming traffic in the first place.

But purity isn't that dead dog on the highway.
And it's not the redblue blood
smeared into the pavement.
And it's not the silhouette burned
Into the concrete long after his body has decomposed.

It's never being loved
and not having a problem with it.

-Jesse Smith


The first time I tried acid
I watched a house disappear into itself.
I wished I had a defense mechanism that brilliant.

Because sometimes I drive so far for so long outside of myself
That I forget how good I've become at blowing things off.

If only I could retreat into the last bit of security
Hidden away somewhere inside myself
Then maybe I could come back and I wouldn't
Be that guy who wore a watch but always said
He didn't believe in time. Maybe then I'd be that house.
Maybe then I'd be a miracle.

The last time I tried acid
I didn't move because I thought I was glued to the floor.
Most days it still feels like I am.


-Jesse Smith



That was back when

We were made up of bad decisions
And the same glue that held together our crooked perceptions of the world
Paved the highways we paved in unlit cigarettes
While our parents prayed their hardest to whatever little floating god
In the cosmos they wanted to believe in. Constantly digging,
We always found our chalk outlines and were surprised
To find how insignificantly tiny our useless bodies looked
Silhouetted without even realizing the implications of mocking what we
Were made up of: Our indecisions… dripping like freshly brewed coffee
As if to say, "I'm here. I'm here." But we were never quite where we thought
We were, pouring ourselves into cups and calling each other
Optimists whatever that meant in a place where optimism meant
The opposite. And so even though back then we were
But specks of dirt on a dusty television screen, we at least felt
Like we belonged as if we were drifting through the static,
Connected at the spine of something straight.

-Jesse Smith



The Color of Things I Cannot Have Anymore

Father's Smoke.
Mother's Milk.
Dead Dog.

The crushed teeth of Purity's
forever closed mouth.

-Jesse Smith


You could've sworn it wasn't a dream.

You wake up
in some city you've never been to
driving down a desolate highway,
and every five miles or so
you look up to see a flash, a photograph
of a billboard
with a sad picture of your face
and in big innocent letters
the word "Missing".
And it's true, you don't ever remember being
present or found or held so closely
that you felt like you might have been
the secret of life. So what does it matter?
The only meaning you've found is
in the exits of golden motels where the beds
hold you like the foggy arms of disorientation
and childhood memories. Because in your mind
it's just a straight shot down an empty road-
with closed eyes filled with gravel and
repetition and the conundrum: "What's both
lost and found at the same time?"- until you make it home.
And so after pondering this question for a long while
your mind comes across the last billboard it'll ever see, and
You realize that someone has finally committed
a pipe dream crime. You are being erased.
So you get out of your car and you breathe
in the hollowness you've been driving through
your whole life, but for the first time ever
you feel calm knowing that this is it:
An empty road with infinite pictures of a face
no one knows with a word by it that nobody will
ever think twice about: "Missing." And it's actually
funny, because they're all missing too.

-Jesse Smith




And in case I don't see you, good afternoon, good evening, and goodnight,
Jesse