Reality Tunnel Vision
Who are these strange women visiting my dreams, only to wipe away everything else but their presence, forcing me to lose them from lack of context? Every night for the past few weeks I've awoken exhausted no matter how much sleep I've gotten, with a vague face in my mind. Shadows in moments, I recall nothing more than a feature or two. Blonde. Short. Joyful. Neurotic. Pieced together they COULD form one being, though not one at all familar.
Its past two in the morning. I'm sitting behind a cheap plasma screen (something I wouldnt have believed some 7 or 8 years ago when i first saw the strange device), in an ice cream man uniform, operating at some lower animal level. only about six more of fourteen hours left to go.
The moon will be in pisces on july 4-5. That's interesting. When I turned nineteen, the sun was pisces and the moon cancer, the same as when i was born. my little brother's birthday is then, hell be turning nineteen. the moon was in pisces on that day in 88. and the next. just an observation.
I need sleep.
And a cigarette.
Its past two in the morning. I'm sitting behind a cheap plasma screen (something I wouldnt have believed some 7 or 8 years ago when i first saw the strange device), in an ice cream man uniform, operating at some lower animal level. only about six more of fourteen hours left to go.
The moon will be in pisces on july 4-5. That's interesting. When I turned nineteen, the sun was pisces and the moon cancer, the same as when i was born. my little brother's birthday is then, hell be turning nineteen. the moon was in pisces on that day in 88. and the next. just an observation.
I need sleep.
And a cigarette.