Like the asthmatic struggling for breath...

But I still have Hamlet... :(


Maybe one day I'll post something in here worth reading. Like, more poetry, maybe...?


What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form, in moving, how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?

JUST GIVE ME CHRISTMAS BREAK ALEADYYYYYY.


And New Years... :)

Looking upwards, I strain my eyes and try to tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites from the passenger seat as you are driving me home.

"Do they collide?" I ask, and you smile.

With my feet on the dash, the world doesn't matter.






Oh, what a night, my friends, oh what a night...

Last day of work. School in a week, approximately.

Maybe it will be easier this year. Just maybe...

Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden. My words echo
Thus, in your mind.

- T.S. Eliot

light my cigarette and pour another drink, stranger,
and let my mouth, through stilted speech,
tickle your temples and talk of nothing.

ah, flint's run down and your matches are soggy
with swamp ass from your back pocket?
it's no matter, I don't smoke.
I don't particularly drink, either,
unless it's Cap'n Coke.

just keep me company and sit a while,
'cause you're the only one around
to fill my empty schedule.

can I tell you where I'm going, where I've been?
can I speak of backroads and bad roads
down which I'll probably go again?

can I secure my insecurities
in the safe that is your foreign pity
and leave you with the PIN and tell you to get lost?

can I let my mind brave its obstacle course
before the jury of your gavelless court
on its own clock and unjudged?

can I explore your knowledge
of world and culture
and give you no credit for
all the things I learn?

can I ask for your opinion
in hopes of placation
and call you full of shit
when you disagree?

well then
drink up, stranger,
to the beginning of a beautiful friendship.