Enough(?)or(!)

Sept. 8th..... More of a journal-entry than anything...but I don't keep a journal, so.....

Enough already!

Half=past eleven and

I've sat

here

longer than I care

to admit.

I

sit here

longer

than I care

to admit.

I

sit here

deeper

than the

collapse from

a fit.

 

It's not even

good

anymore.

Yet,

my sponge is

soaked

and I'll

squeeze.

Ian,

in the background,

tells me

not to

"walk away in silence"

over some of the most

ambient

atmospheric

occurences (music)

to happen yet

in our

species.

 

So this is what

my life

has come to as of

late?

I

sit here,

daily,

longer than I

care to admit.

Rarely,

do I :

  a) wear a shirt

  b) eat

      or

  c)leave here.

 

Dan called today

from Vegas...

said,

drunkenly,

some gals,

whom he lured

back to his room,

lapsed into an

anti-Semitic tirade,

to which,

he asked them

to leave.

He called because

he figured I'd

"appreciate"

the humor of

that...

I did.

I love Dan.

 

Still,

I could do

this all night

and

forever

but,

this

has yet to

pay off.

I think I'll go

sleep now.

Someone once

recommended

that

to me.

 

Reviews

[Mohl083]

how we long to free ourselves, but dare not step foot into a world where we are not subject to something, whether it be a job, tv show, computer, etc. we are all slaves worshipping at false alters. why are we so alone?

[C. C. Burl]

*laughs* I love this, good and fresh. Keep writing. Flora.