i think that i'm ready to commit.
(not so much myself to lakeside.
the threatened fate of every memphis kid who is an alcoholic)
more so to the pulsing vein of nihilism
proof that i can not do this:
bright sunlight on a patio
modest mouse on american idol
a rotten muffin at bongo java
seeing the friend twice
a tick on a dog
a wet towel on the forehead
hair in the drain
the first mile on my belmont run
the silence when we become
it's not science fiction.
it's a fucking double feature.
of the same movie.
i gotta quit buyin' tickets to this shit.
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