late night typos sore eyes body pushed to the 3 AM limit then collapses cold wind makes it in through window creating a draft bundle up even this time of year sleep well try not to be sad
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afternoon notes. being completely silly downstairs with my wife and cat. Casey is cooking, Rudra is trying to relax in sun in the side room but I won’t really let him. I’ve been doing things like scream at him from behind when he doesn’t realize I’m there. that kind of stuff. he jumped straight into…… Continue reading Untitled
alone
this house might as well be made out of cardboard. that’s what I know. the wind is gonna blow it down. we’re going to be evicted. we cannot keep anyone in our lives. they’re going to go sooner or later. what’s making me think this is how far away I am from everyone I know.…… Continue reading alone
valley work
this valley is devoid of jobs. I will have to keep looking. we are winding down what we have but will keep looking. Casey and I are also considering Blacksburg. more later.
life politics
animals will eat your hair bugs will eat your hair time will eat your hair better then to cut it off lightening will knock you out of your shoes you will walk around charged up get on buses and hold hostages and jump from moving vehicles they even convinced me I was stupid I pencil…… Continue reading life politics
value
it is not a good thing that I forget all the essential stuff about my “friends.” some are gone and I want them back, missing them, all the good things. then when I get them back all of it hits me again. they’ve only changed so much and the main problems are still there. stuff…… Continue reading value
watching popcorn, eating television
stomach as a violator. it is too late. my body is getting used to the late hours and I’m sleeping in now. it’s like being a kid again. summer, out of school, late night movies. the rest of the world. what does it mean to a young kid at this point? what you think is…… Continue reading watching popcorn, eating television
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Lord, have mercy on me
late writing
we’re on our own out here, not a friend in sight. guess you could count the relatives, but I cannot relate to them, and don’t see much of them anyway. you must pick a mountain for a friend and talk to it. oh dead centipede, how do you feel now after my cat has found…… Continue reading late writing
empty days
kind of empty days. don’t apologize for them. listen to the water running. music playing. words flowing. anticipate new movies coming. eyes watering. salt in the eyes, that sting that makes you weak, unable to look people in the eye, that look down or anywhere else. rub your eyes. heartburn. you don’t chew your food…… Continue reading empty days