mc_dove

i've been home for about 12 hours now (7 of those were sleeping) and i'm already fucking bored. i fail.

also, you guys remember dial-up? that crappy kind of internet that takes forever that nobody has anymore? yeah, my folks have it. i estimate that it will take about 15 minutes to load this post up. awesome.

i've been making a list of people i could visit over vacation so that i won't kill and cannibalize my family in a desperate act of cabin fever. so far i have about five, but three of them i have no way of getting a hold of. so really, two. god, it's going to be a long christmas break.

My ghost drives around with a bag of dead fish
falling neutrinos drift through the trees
He staggers and reels, runs up credit card bills
and clogs up the toilet with bottles of pills

Here in the bipolar ward
if you shower you get a gold star
but I'm not going far till the Haldol kicks in
until then
until then
I'm strapped to this fucking twin bed
and I won't get any cookies or tea
till I stop quoting Nietzsche
and brush my teeth and comb my hair

Days pass slow in slippers and robe
but my ghost still bangs on the roof
like John the Baptist in the rain
while the nurses play Crazy Eights