Ranting Ranting Ranting
I know that the world that is not enough for us is going going going somewhere where I have not preceded. And I go there because I am the person there I am the person who fears myself the most. I do thing sI listen listen listen and the reality of the situation is that the going going going is leave without me. The actual reality of my life with cancer and just living everyday trying to feel again well well well again . I know that I have the insanity of a pumpkin but the word sane sane sane is something that I can't do anymore. I cant I need the one I love right now and he can't be here and the ones I love are all around round round and I can't get to them the series is the world world world and it is exploding in my face face face. I hear the disco music over over over and the copter thunder thunder thunder and I listen to the streets black black black in the subconsciousness of my memories of hate hate hate and love love love and The world not being enough enough enough I go through platitudes tudes tudes of the attitudes of the world plan don't work anymore more more. I think I'm going the crazy way and I listen to the sauce sauce sauce and I can't hear the tune anymore dead dead dead following me me me around. I can do it says the voices but not the cats cats cats. I smell them down the street corner the realities of the egg sandwich sandwich sandwich. I fought the last sunrise rise rise. I'm tired now.