April 18th, 2013

cynical man

I ate drugs. I may eat some more, when the fuzzy slack-jawed thing lifts a bit.

I don't think I'm going to be writing a poem that starts and ends witth the same word.

Just came to and realized I was hungry.  Ate a banana.  My it was good.  So very banana-y.

It's a weird lost kind of day here.  A storm front is coming through.  I thought I'd want to get drenched in it, but I don't.

I'm aware there are 2 Ts in that "with" in my first line.  I'm letting them be.  I'm letttting them be.