Maybe rain, maybe snow, you never know. Where is my mind tonight? Free floating mind altering substance abuse. Tired eyes droop low. Returned, stranded, soaked to the bone. But, I'm here once again.
Goodnight? The night is not yet done. It has yet to begin. Lond drawn out, inconceivable chaos. Lament indecisions. Brandy driven fury. Tearing blindly through a flea market on a coal driven locomotive.
Would I, could I, should I die? Fired pretending trying not to notice. Proprlled, sublet feeling, no payment. Washed out, plainly spoken, with no indifference to her way of life.
The auction block is warm. Passing the tiny hearts and star gazing eyes, I hear their screams. The screams are full. Let them reach that point when they are on the verge of bursting. I will take aim. They will address me by my name: Their savior.
A moment captured forever, preserved in lucite. Well documented.
Future foundations, dependent upon concenration levels.Unknown to the naked eye. Mere mortals, the spotlight is on no one, for it is dim. In abesence, better things arrive over night delivery. Passion fruit laced with latent fluid. Self induced homophobia, strikes furiously on the first blow. The repetitous motions tire the vertebrae.
Smile for a little while. Imagine that. A moments peace. Living your world in a snow globe. Forever snowing. Always closed off from the rest of the world. No harm ever done, but is that any way to live your life?
Blame your eyes. The two nighter is next week. Suddenly the blue skies become gray and murky. And I really don't care.
Some times people wonder what I write about. I write about the experience of life. Of how grass grows and how people work. Observations of things and people's secrets. Journeys of mischief and adventure. a weary traveler and his compadres, here just a bit too late. Moments forever captured on paper. They may seem jumbled but it's an insight into my head. A diary of sort. A trip into a mind.
note: About me returning to Cortland, theoies on life, a moment's peace. Happy to be part of a group again.
