Elemental bulletins post in earnest. To dormant pages. Dark marquees lounge above as the films roll on inside those walls without a name. No one knows what they're missing. Or what they see.
Driving fast with open windows. The wind is music.
But I don't know why I am going. Since I've always been there.
Tabula Rasa.
The process is simple. First you use it. Then eventually it begins using you. A zipper. A gentle motion is all it takes to clench the teeth together or to open them. A zipper. Too near to skin.
I just wanted to be normal. Regular. But there's no medicine for this. Just ointments we rub into the rash. That promise relief, but only cause it to spread.
Tuesday
2/21/2006 10:19:00 PM
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