dead flies in basement florescent lights hum that basement smell I crawl away from your personality admit I’m not strong enough to withstand it they take millions and millions of cigarette breaks until the big final break comes along the body falls apart whole chunks fall off it becomes a bloody soup you become something…… Continue reading dilapidation
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fate of the next guy
soreness creeked in neck. he asks their opinion on everything, can never think for himself. it’s a wonder he made it this far. overcompensates with hyperactivity and they see transparency. who is this idiot, they say? what decade generates this kind of idiot. docile child’s face from ’39, Hitler with his lettuce sandwhich. it is…… Continue reading fate of the next guy
slow breath
zero entries lately. frowned sad face distraught in the family battles. quietly a storm for now. hold your blue breath until you wake up somewhere else. don’t feel like going to work tomorrow, hold it for awhile. see which bed suits you best. I prefer to sleep low to the ground, raised myself that way,…… Continue reading slow breath
notes
I miss some of my old friends terribly. I feel like I haven’t talked with anyone in years, and I almost wouldn’t know what to say. I’d like to sit down and share with you what I’m currently reading, maybe even what I’m writing, also what I’m listening to. ask you what you’re thinking, how…… Continue reading notes
notes
late set of notes not that I haven’t been writing but one word at the top of the page today hardly counts for anything if I am counting still that in limbo feeling though I am working we won’t feel relaxed until we have a place of our own fireworks going off air conditioning vents…… Continue reading notes
3 hour countdown
got home ate slept an easy 4-5 hours so I’m awake now knowing I’ll have to get up at 6 just 3 hours away not minding not minding the new job mostly liking it keeping fingers crossed writing faster writing more feeling on top of it
keep taking stabs
tattered up book and notebook carried along in bag I grab for them to make use of them as often as possible throughout the day to take shelter from mainstream radio trying to tell me exactly what to think to take shelter of the idea that there is an inner self waiting to speak up…… Continue reading keep taking stabs
on death sentences
“There is the sentence, and the whole awful torture lies in the fact that there is certainly no escape, and there is no torture in the world more terrible. You may lead a soldier out and set him facing the cannon in battle and fire at him and he’ll still hope; but read a sentence…… Continue reading on death sentences
note
I’ve been busy with the new job; started yesterday. also went to a poetry slam, won second prize, and got to bed at too late an hour. having little sleep is always a big challenge. I walk away with a serious sore throat and a headache from a smoky club. the people were nice enough,…… Continue reading note
pot calls kettle black
reading can really help get your mind off your own problems. It took me a great while to read just a few pages today. I think what I’m attempting is to read The Idiot this time in it’s entirety. it’s a bad habit to drop a book after 300 or so pages into it, but…… Continue reading pot calls kettle black