What’s Up

Mostly I just lay around and try to look mysterious. Mostly my sarcasm masks an honest heartfelt seriousness – easier to laugh most instances than to fight back and glimpse in someone something troubling, easier to just relax and let it happen and move on and not dwell too hard on the past. Mostly I count down the hours, rushing toward uncertain ends – yet all my nights are similar, an alarm is set at bed after a few drinks after working after waking up and lurking in my still disheveled den and giving myself only ten minutes time to make the punch-clock. And meanwhile, my mind is slowly turning against me – it prevents me from being happy with this whole decent arrangement – why to hear my brain explain it I’m an animal who tamed itself and then nobody wanted.


~ by perfectionatrix on March 7, 2012.

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