Apr 17, 2007 17:14
Keep on raining, god knows I enjoy the apropos of the wet show. The world consists of mostly clod hoppers and I do mean that in the descriptive sense. Didn't write today , and in which case it would retire to napkins and scraps. The phone rang a few times. The wine is gone and I bought a pack of cigarettes in the same garb I've worn for days. Why change or deplete the good leather jacket?
I have a feeling the summer will be quite a shit show. August will be a prelude to some surprises for man. It's all coming around I sense. About time I decree.
The waitress lastnight I had remembered from old. Wanted to rob the cradle a year ago, maybe two , can't be too sure anymore. Her fiancee died from lung cancer a few months ago. She was distraught enough to share the story to which i paid considerable attention. She thought she was not fit to be married in life. But apparently everyone is fit to die. She punishes herself, sometimes it's easier to do rather than find the world doing so. What a shoe that fits squarely up the side of our heads. I left her six dollars and retained one more cigareete. The Vernon Ambulance Corp had their coffee as I paid the check. I overheard dispatch and C-Med. I knew what they said, it was a slow night in Vernon. South Windsor was dispatched to a 63 year old man with an anuerysm and a pint of blood in the tiolet. Bad luck I'm afraid. The EMTs finished their cigarettes fast and I enjoyed mine for now.
Stevo is expecting his baby any day now. We try to help him at work , but he's fucked as far as we can see. Good kid, though.
What dream did i dream that has gone from me ? I dreamed something substantial but I relapsed so many times it is gone. So much for the syncope huh ?
It's been quite a dog eat dog number of days, and I'm still gnawing at some bones. Hair of the dog up on ends silvery spoons silvery moon
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all that shit...
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