this book is no good

human anatomy and the glottis
neck bones and rice
''reasoning or discussion concerning the Deity''
you are my fucking hero. here.
i just walk around and find things out.
unpointed. until.
there's a man pointing that-a-way, he's showing me some way.
sands and clays over time, becoming oil and natural gas.
i looked and looked and did not find the aqueduct.
in sensory memory, this is all hallucination.
not a detail in place but the affection.
he held her hand and threatened her and cut out her throat.

like she said, ''who cares?''

if it isn't about taking care of someone or some thing, its pretty much seeming like a waste of time to me now

a post

working night shift, drinking coffee, taking green tea pills, stomach all messed up and the sleepy days with giggling and whining girls...
prozac, lorazepam, counseling, life without internet and its going great...
i love eating words, my own especially.
disciplining my self with early waking during the week...running at the park...i love the mornings and being the only person alive just after the dark dissipates.
i think i hate coffee now, it tastes so nasty, getting up for cold water.
here is my pointless post.

unknown zone

the opaque fog
gets exponentially thicker
600 million years after the big bang
we faintly dissolve
into private moon data

early development-twin stars