Ten minutes of someone else's internal monologue.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

1:48-1:58

shhhhhhhhhhhh. quiet it down. turn down the tv. pick it up. move the objects to their ordered places. wipe down the counters. turn off the lights. turn on the sink. sink hole. snake hole. mole hole. vole. slowed. tortoise. hair. hairy tortoise. re arrange. in the body. new awareness. listening. understanding gathering. its not said to be heard. i hear you in the underground there is something living. in the place above the end of the end of of the end of the sentence. sentence to pay penance. from the frommage. tip top tomatoes. summers bounty. its prime time for that now. fall peaking around the corner. doesn't matter in the moderate. the weather is real. its real. but they cant predict it. i know, in know, but i look anyway. im starting. im stopping i am changing. what tense do i think in? all of them right but when i am activity thinking, present tense? ts not really in words is it? creating is the act of putting words, actions, etc to the thoughts in our head. or not doing. and letting them fade away shrink up die off or morph into other creatures. sea horses the size of land horses. blue. she saw them blue. and relaxed. it wasn't me. i didn't come up with the image. if i get distracted this is what meditation is good for for staying on track and the question of the day is can i handle working with children all day or will it frazzle me and will i hate them? dum dum dum.... time will tell. i would like the challenge. i would like the challenge to pay me a fair sum. i would like it to to to to to to fall through the worm hole of anonymity. i would like to have a secret door i could pass though in this blog where no body knows who i am . but then i would have to turn right around and pass back and yes i know the god damn answer is to write more. don't i always know it? what is that a bad idea? chauvinism. thingsies. who says that. i only say it in mocking girly girly stupid people. ha ha. girlfriends. years. to this day. under the sky. of fresh of fake of artificial scent. i don't know about all that. but i do know that when you are in the city you are helpless against evil. i don't know i was playing. i mean. was really playing. i just started it and got distracted. you had it last. i dint hide it form you. this is dialogue. i don't know where the god damn phone is is but i know you are talking to yourself and not really me anyway. yes. call t. that is way. ill help you look in a minute. appear in front of me in a time of spell. i love you. that is what i want to say all the time. i love you.

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