| but well (remember kilgore trout) |
[09 Jan 2006|12:42am] |
the night wind was cold.
i walked to get cigarettes and decided
that since it was so cold, i would have a beer,
very quickly, and then it would be less cold
on my face and on my ears. except i
was
drawn into a game of pool
by this girl, tara was her name (i
remember now - and discovered
much too late that she was not
worthwhile), and drawn, also, into
two more beers, and a 45 (forty-five) minute
wait for the pooltable. so
here now i am slightly tipsy
lets say (slightly)
and writing because i think
all the time.
all the time.
(monday morning) this is very literal - no art about
it,
except the line breaks,
and, though, pretty soon i will have to
start making up words
for the things i feel...
the only tools i posess are bullshit (words
are bullshit - they are only symbols that are abstractly
tied to an emotion they evoke (stimulate), which
itself depends on any given individuals' environment,
learning, or personality - this is my philosophy.
punctuation is key, too.).
and it is rotten that i make so
little sense when i speak, when i can elaborately
(fully) explain myself, given some time
(a lot of time) for reflection.
and now i am going on and on.
i pay very much attention to the things
a person says. because - whether they know it
or not -
the words that spring to mind are perfectly
representative of the thing you mean.
writers are only good at fine tuning what they mean.
(>>>...<<<)
and so i've read this over again
and still tipsy
i guess it will have to do for now;
maybe you know what all this means.
i do not. cannot pretend to - and
i wish tomorrow
were spring, already.
i'm going on and on.
is that ok?
but well, it will have to be. except
i have so much (bullshit) to
say.
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[09 Jan 2006|06:57pm] |
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have me to have or
have me to want or
have me in pieces of the
whole.
take me to Bangladesh
take me to the fair
take me somewhere secret
from the cold nights stare.
we can have it all or
we can have it not,
we've got the moon on
a string...
and not a care to call
and not a care to call
and not a care to call
home.
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