Communicator, cooker, drinker, poet. Grew up in a mining town, wore a hard hat.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

six reasons i won't leave the house

(1) my clear pastic mouse flashes in red, epileptic fury and it is alive, requires attention (2) the futon remembers the shape of my laziness and the smell of my anxiety (3) i cannot bite my nails in public they way i'd like to: i would be embarassed (4) there is no soundtrack to my life outside these walls (5) the doorframes know my height and respect it (6) i am comfortable here


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