RICHIE CULVER: QUIET HUSBAND

RICHIE CULVER: QUIET HUSBAND

RICHIE CULVER: QUIET HUSBAND
24 FEBRUARY – 1 APRIL 2023
RUTTKOWSKI;68
46 CORTLAND ALLEY
10013 NY, USA

RICHIE CULVER: QUIET HUSBAND Installation view

Woke up in the evening 

Pray for me 

Six bottles of piss stand like trophies next to this sofa that I call a bed 

Leave your keys on the table and don’t come home 

That was all she wrote 

I can’t read and I’ve never been on a plane 

So ignorance is bliss in a mind like this 

A methadone-like haze drifts in from there 

I’ll reply later 

I’d rather be broke than skint 
I’d rather be rich than dead 

In this sunken cavity in which I dwell 
No prescription needed 
No advice wanted 

The lights were too bright

Just like they warned me 

Time after time they warned me 

Underground flower what’s your name 

The light at the end is a flame 

The piss in the bottles overflow 

Time goes slow 

It’s gonna be a good Christmas this year

Our year 

Credit card  fraud on the hottest day of the year 

There’s been a white van parked outside my Mothers house all year 

Quiet 
Quiet 

Keeping quietness at bay 

I believe in God when things are going my way 

My way 

Frank Sinatra

My way

Play it at my funeral 

But it’s the voice inside my heads way 

It’s always been that way 

Never been my way 

Would you cry if I died
Would you come to my funeral and cry again 
again and again 
again and again 

I wanna eat at those posh restaurants that let you pay at the end 

I hope God doesn’t make me pay at the end.

RICHIE CULVER: QUIET HUSBAND
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