my life is catatonic
i'm as numb as the song says i am
but not comfortable
my sex life is capricious
like watching two jellyfish collide
in a tank of water
my job lacks catharsis
i want to change the world not
service the mundane
my emotions are cacophonic
like a pile-up on the freeway
that only interferes
my philosophy is callous
i despise everyone and everything
myself most of all
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i read this when i was by last and it has stayed with me - indelibly - the stuff of good writing. i say good as though i am perhaps russian, and have just learned the word good, but being of a different language, it means so much more.
ReplyDeleteyou are intriguing.
oh, and i just read, you are a boy. ha! when i read you the last time i was through, i was convinced you were a woman. i'm not sure where i brought that from. from some pitiable pouch, i'm sure.
(and - i bring with me this time, great thanks for your seeing me, even after i was gone.)
xo
erin