moved into the new apartment.
it's gorgeous.
learned two things about the man upstairs:
1) he's a light sleeper.
2) he's a crabby dickhead.
good to know.
moved into the new apartment.
it's gorgeous.
learned two things about the man upstairs:
1) he's a light sleeper.
2) he's a crabby dickhead.
good to know.
i have been away for a month, ruining my life and writing poetry about it. i am such a winner.
some of the poetry is commentary.
commentary:
I no longer feel
the love that used to allow
you to hurt me so.
Exhausted. Nothing
I do will make you happy.
Not even leaving.
**
this one distilled itself out of my brain for someone.
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some of the poetry is commentary.
commentary:
I no longer feel
the love that used to allow
you to hurt me so.
Exhausted. Nothing
I do will make you happy.
Not even leaving.
**
this one distilled itself out of my brain for someone.
for...
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composed while at the beach last night:
Restroom Attendant;
I must pay to wash my hands.
How unhygienic.
me, to a table of coworkers: "JESUS, how can i be this drunk on three drinks?
Must be because all I've had to eat today was a muscle relaxer."
nobody else at the table thought it was as funny as i did. everybody's a critic.
Must be because all I've had to eat today was a muscle relaxer."
nobody else at the table thought it was as funny as i did. everybody's a critic.