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Thursday, March 03, 2005
Strangely sunken and upset. If I had the chance to live it all over I wouldn’t do it for the world. I know if I had to live it all over I may never have met so many people. Yes, I have regrets and that’s part of being human. I still have unanswered questions. I still have lost friends. Tammy. Jessica. Aimee. More recently, Jay. All have moved, none have come back. Its what happens in small towns I guess. But I thought we’d still keep in touch. Changing e-mail addresses like the latest fashion craze. I’m no better off. I’m still waiting. I have a burning fever and confusion. Dehydrated. Hungry, but the pain will subside. Hypocrisy as big as my hair. Now that’s big. The cats have all scattered And I am losing my sight. Fading black and dizzy. You don’t let me talk sh*t about myself, But you have subtle ways of letting it be known. I’m not eloquent. I am not verbose. I am not mature. I am not. I am not. Good god, stop comparing. We could sit here all day comparing scars and stories but this is… Ridiculous. This is the wrong way. |
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