i wrote this sometime last december and forgot about it and found it again today.
I see it.
I see it teeter tottering as I push it.
I see my foot shatter its glass face.
I hear her.
I tire of hearing her.
"Turn that damn thing off."
Why does it give you gratitude to be so rude?
To cut me off from this one thing.
This one thing that can keep me sane.
Everything I like rolled into one.
My favorite sounds.
"Turn that trash off."
A work of art created from scratch.
"Look..."
No acknowledgement.
A meeting center for all my people.
People whos cell phones got cut for talking too much.
But now this place, this center, is quiet.
Cords cut up, wires out of place.
And in the broken glass I see a sliver of my face.
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2:27 AM
the sudden craze for sneakers at
8:10 PM
i just had the worst dream about my teeth falling out. [checks teeth to make sure they aint movin] my front tooth had chipped so it had a hook hangin on the end and i took a chunk out of this guy's head with the hook tooth. then later on in the dream my molar comes out only its not a molar because its so big like all my molars put together and i looked in the mirror and i could see myself turn into a toothless old lady
i'm glad my aunt called me and woke me up cuz that dream was scary. i love my teeth. i don't wanna lose them, especially after wearin braces for six years, i better not lose my teeth. [leaves to brush teeth vigorously]
Labels: life
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12:18 PM
i sit here wondering how i got in this place....- my grades aren't as good and i've been slipping on attendance [having friends who are in the same class and cellphones with text messaging capabilites and sign your own name in rollsheets are great for those of us who can't roll out of bed in time; some of my professors seriously don't notice if we come in at all as long as at the end of class we are there saying we came in late lol]
- i can't bullshit papers anymore
- i sell cheatsheets for my social work class [imma hustla homie]
- i question where i'm going and who's gonna be there with me when i go
- i feel like crying cuz of the pressure of finals and emotional stress [idiots have feelings too]
- i need a job so i can go to the CIAA stepshow and go somewhere for spring break. i want my old job back; it paid so well.
- i quit.
Labels: life
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3:44 AM
