today is overcast: grey clouds are hanging low and there is a breeze blowing in diesel fumes and river smell. i slept about 12 hours - woke up to the sound of nail guns and a cat fight.
i have record reviews to write; not in the mood. i feel like brooding. not whoring.
i just remembered that i turned the ringer off on my phone a week ago. must clear my voicemail.
i am sucking down nicotine and coffee. i want jttery nerves to stack on top of my seething insides. i want bones to vibrate and finger spasms.
time to go conjugate the verbs.
i have record reviews to write; not in the mood. i feel like brooding. not whoring.
i just remembered that i turned the ringer off on my phone a week ago. must clear my voicemail.
i am sucking down nicotine and coffee. i want jttery nerves to stack on top of my seething insides. i want bones to vibrate and finger spasms.
time to go conjugate the verbs.
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t-blue: thanks so much; it means a lot coming from someone i consider a poet.