untitled dreams
that did not ensue me when
when i wanted to be followed
a follower that is not growing in me
like springs bud.
yesterday was me in the ocean. wiped out & smashing. crashing. screaming. laughing. & awkward space.
the cursor is blinking at me. i should be inspired. for there is no school to suck the marrow. but, i do nothing. see nothing, but the window's view from this small room.
i always fill this diary with rants & things that i want. i want stars in my throat. i want a red hot valentine. i want a siamese dream. roses in my hair. side.walk chalk. crayon drawings on brown paper.bags. razor sex. rock n roll. wisdom. annullment from time. silence. smashing sound. aliens. things so impossible...
i found out i was guilty
[ah.lex.crumb]
