Time stands still until I create and destroy simultaneously.
Eat!  Break fast!  Destroy statis!

I remember being young and seeing lots of stars when I looked out into the sky. It seems like every day after that they became less and less visible. Living in the city, the stars don't even seem real. We slept under the stars tonight, briefly. There is a park with a large hill on it about a block away where we went to stargaze. Nice, though chilly ( Read more... )

Stupid train hopping crusty kids ( Read more... )

The world is so huge.
What a small world.
fucking...
the Universe.
My foot keeps falling asleep.

Sometimes I hear squirrels and raccoons ( Read more... )

It's been years since I've felt it
Pure and unadulterated
My heart beats faster
My pupils dilate a little
I breathe a little deeper
I see colors a little brighter
You got me addicted
and withdrawls are a real bitch

Sometimes I feel like a donkey.
I got all these options and
they all look so delicious,
I might starve to death
trying to decide what to eat.
Why am I still awake?

SWINE FLU!

Sometimes I find myself wondering
Plate... paper or plastic.
On one hand there's a tree, already dead, I didn't pay for it anyway.
On the other, I'll have to wash the plate.
We're certain to have a water crisis in the not so distant future.
What would Nader do?
Probably just reuse either.
Is this what has become of creative writing?
Sigh.