2-15-8
i'm nearly insane with boredom. Watching tv from 2-9 pm with no breaks and a future of more of the same is mind numbing to say the least.
i walked across campus today and everything looked like a model of something else. Ice spread across mud over dirt above earth like glass. Everything is a microcosm of something else. A miniature version of more of the same bundled once over in earth and constructed to look like something both larger and smaller than thee.
i wax poetic after frying my brain in bed for more minutes then are countable. Seconds of my life ticked away into oblivion as the world fails to return my phone calls. If i were surprised a fool i would be. Wearing a silly hat and dancing but seeing no truth in the movement of my feet.
i see truth and the truth is me in my bathrobe for hours on end too gone to even wish for what i lack. Too bored to care, too lost to try, too grey to see green. Poetic is all i have for less grand words have fallen meaningless to the floor and find no solace in me.
i walked across campus today and everything looked like a model of something else. Ice spread across mud over dirt above earth like glass. Everything is a microcosm of something else. A miniature version of more of the same bundled once over in earth and constructed to look like something both larger and smaller than thee.
i wax poetic after frying my brain in bed for more minutes then are countable. Seconds of my life ticked away into oblivion as the world fails to return my phone calls. If i were surprised a fool i would be. Wearing a silly hat and dancing but seeing no truth in the movement of my feet.
i see truth and the truth is me in my bathrobe for hours on end too gone to even wish for what i lack. Too bored to care, too lost to try, too grey to see green. Poetic is all i have for less grand words have fallen meaningless to the floor and find no solace in me.