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6.09.2004

firstly-
as i was sitting down to write this i was noting that the ethereal becomes much more concrete when it is written down for the world to see...

be that as it may,
i will proceed

I was having withdrawl today.
like a junkie
for real

i hadn't realized how entrenched i have become
until i felt upended
it wasn't, in actuality, upended.

but something was going on in the world.
i felt like i was in babylon and no one could figure out how to communicate with eachother.
and no matter how much grey matter you may share
you sometimes go to your own corner
and from your corner you can't really communicate properly

that happened today
and i felt like a heroine addict
my mind spent lots of time trying to figure out my next fix.
and generally i cant get enough but today was torturous because it was babylon.
everyone was fighting
and i am like a sponge
i take all that shit and spit it out in a snippy little tone
that needs
monitoring

and my snippy little attitude got me nowhere
except for cut off

more tomorrow





.: posted by landry 11:44 PM

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