if memory serves me well

by newSkinjoy98

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-09-06 14:34:00

Parent message is 278413
i smoked a cigarette five minutes ago…. slightly agitated by a rather primordial remark i puked up the remains of my questions…..

the privileges of consumption are locked within a tangle of definitions that i cease to hear….

suddenly a voice called from out of the blue: “dont listen, dont listen… you may regret it…”

i noticed how the box’s walls were very compact, perhaps i can fit inside? my sight has gone bad in recent weeks… narrowed out, thin…

agitations
silences
turmoil
flash cards
pain
inexplicable pain
a parrot

oh. my singing nostrils. blah.