Sunset & Vermont

This little collective trill of a universe is just a small little shell of wavy bits, of so-called energies and atoms. What I wouldn’t give to just be a single dot on paper and end one hell of a sentence with my very presence. But I’m a dreamer and I can’t help but feel tiny …

coupling

My fingers are bleeding, I have a paper cut. I poured some “sealer” on it. Now, it’s as if it never happened. Fitting. Sounds like every bad decision I’ve ever made. These are the turmoils of an office job. These are the accidents that happen when your job consists of making copies, scanning documents, or …

Hi there insecurities. You look leaner, organic, full of good things. You been working out? I can see the definition in your fervor.  The muscles in your pungent.  You’re looking resilient and beautiful these days.  I can smell you, did you switch up your signature scent?  You seem confident, full of self-love.  A vision.   …

old shit, that resembles new shit, that should die, but won’t, but I’m keen on making it so.

From my window, I see all kinds of life. I see couples fighting, paramedics being called, car accidents and prostitutes trying to fill something up in themselves, something in the men they fuck. Simplicity isn’t simple. It’s probably the hardest rain to drive against. I’m not sure I can do it. Chaos makes things bearable …

musings circa 2013

I think I’ll drink tonight, I’ll pretend I have something worthwhile cooking in my brain and speak of all the books I have yet to write and all the movies I have yet to watch.  There’s nothing wrong with carrying around your fears and crudely soothing them with poison. I’m a drinker Monday thru Friday …