adios

[stilltrucking]

mark, drop me a line if you get the time. it would be much appreciated. Motor cycle dreams of meeting you next year.

081005
when did I post this? seems like it was a year ago, and I am still here.

[stilltrucking]

scribbling is a dangerous occupation

a slippery silicon slope

trying to find the courage to shut up
08/23/05

[stilltrucking]

I smell the coffee
much too late, too late
I am already gone

Why do I care about poetry, suicide, and divorce?
Because they are all beyond me.
I should worry more.
Why am I here?
What is my purpose?
Why am I so blessed?

Why is this night different than all other nights.
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seems a year ago since I first posted this not yesterday
080905

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so there is no easy way out of studio8
maybe I can write your way out

three days later I am still here
air conditioner drones
have not wash the sleep from my eyes
thinking about what I would do if I could really write a history of the future.
so easy to through a wall of lies
dam
no thoughts about her
that has nothing to do with this
maybe the words wont come now because it is one of those mornings when my head hurts to dam bad, interesting pain right side of my head extending back right eye along the side and make to my ear. . dam as soon as I wrote that the pain eased. now it only hurts when I move my head. So which people was it that believed writing was magic,?