the hole in the candy-red petri dish

[ninefingeredboy]

all my life (and i'll do it!) i'll spend all my life learning to speak the truth
i'm such a slow learner
i need to be smashed with regret
and lashed to desire
i need to be suffocated with loneliness
and prodded with glimmering shards of sadness
i don't learn any other way
but i am learning
that i know
i am learning

-•-•-•->

so we're considering moving into a house in westchester county
you may not know what westchester county means
but it's a place i just never thought i'd be
it's the upper crust who live in places like this
close to the city but not mired down in the urban exhalations
but

...i love the urban exhalations
the stolen reparations
the mercury night, the sandblasted dawns
the heart of the mutant nation

forgive my whimsy
it seems so important to me
in an unserious way
allow me my indulge me that is to say
and allow me rare demands
such as the right to deem anything immediately unimportant

perhaps i'll pick this up some other time in some other form
but given that is the case
will it still be it at that time?
and furthermore

who cares?!