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August 26th, 2009

weary @ 06:14 pm

oh
kinda slept last few days
travel weary
ha!
left side of the head still fuct
sitting on the plane next to a weedy awkward intelligensia man with thick yellow glasses hunched over a book explaining everything about emotions

I'm staring out the window
twisting in the winds of Martha Wainwright
wondering if such a book would really explain it all
or somehow just damn it up into stagnant reservours useless for any purpose but breeding pests
and turning me into a likewise gollym creature...

oh, answers given to the mysteries of the world
why can't I trust you?

at least
I'm very grateful I can trust myself



halfway home now

half
way


.iP
 
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