but if they exist, we would have less tears
but if the were not around, who, today, would "wake" me up before getting under a car???
but then again, if they were around, my other pillow would always be warm
and if they do exist,
they walk me home at night
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
The Smell of Rain
I fled from the storm with a can of Coke.
Over city, the sky ink-dark is getting ready to get angry.
People run in all directions.
I wish I could be in Paradise.
There, the storms are poetry.
Clouds shed tears.
Work is reminding me of its existance.
I slept through most of the assembly without a string of remorse.
I am sitting on the window-sill.
Breathing the smell of rain in.
Over city, the sky ink-dark is getting ready to get angry.
People run in all directions.
I wish I could be in Paradise.
There, the storms are poetry.
Clouds shed tears.
Work is reminding me of its existance.
I slept through most of the assembly without a string of remorse.
I am sitting on the window-sill.
Breathing the smell of rain in.
Habits, with a special dedication to Santa
Today, maybe the classic ones:
Alcohol- I drink socially, large quantities manhandle me terribly, and if I forget myself- 6 month abstinence because it casts me aside when I look at it, and smell causes terrible reactions. Shabby drinker. Just like a woman. I drink a glass of wine, and have trouble walking.
Drugs- dont use. Never did.
Cigarettes- no, they dont taste good.
Internet- I need to hold the reins, but can bear without it. Necessity, because it delights conventional wisdom
Sex- now we're talking. Miraculous state of the soul and the body, easily addictive.
Chocolate ice cream- hard to bypass the ice cream shop, mechanism of survival- I drive with no money
Red Bull- at work, I drink a lot of it. Too much.
Books- a lot, but its not a bad habit, pleasure I must say.
Weird things I deal with at night. Solving corny mathematical equation I do not take under consideration. At least once a week (on account of the weight of the situation I consider this to be on the list of "Habits") I recieve a phone call from an "acquaintance"and I do strange thing. Last time during a telephone conference I established a formula for parting axis of snail cutter expension module. Enumerating was dead easy.
(Santa!!!)Shoes- I have a lot, and I will buy some more.
Ok. Enough. I should do some productive work :)
Alcohol- I drink socially, large quantities manhandle me terribly, and if I forget myself- 6 month abstinence because it casts me aside when I look at it, and smell causes terrible reactions. Shabby drinker. Just like a woman. I drink a glass of wine, and have trouble walking.
Drugs- dont use. Never did.
Cigarettes- no, they dont taste good.
Internet- I need to hold the reins, but can bear without it. Necessity, because it delights conventional wisdom
Sex- now we're talking. Miraculous state of the soul and the body, easily addictive.
Chocolate ice cream- hard to bypass the ice cream shop, mechanism of survival- I drive with no money
Red Bull- at work, I drink a lot of it. Too much.
Books- a lot, but its not a bad habit, pleasure I must say.
Weird things I deal with at night. Solving corny mathematical equation I do not take under consideration. At least once a week (on account of the weight of the situation I consider this to be on the list of "Habits") I recieve a phone call from an "acquaintance"and I do strange thing. Last time during a telephone conference I established a formula for parting axis of snail cutter expension module. Enumerating was dead easy.
(Santa!!!)Shoes- I have a lot, and I will buy some more.
Ok. Enough. I should do some productive work :)
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