bed full of silverfish shades clacking no one awake in this world but me... too full of ifs as to pomfret south and checking accounts and how to pay for the car much less the next few months...too early to rise for one who cant sleep anyway but what else is there to do when there is no dreamquest of kadath
some sense of relief here not to be constrained by the usual fences no one listens anyway so why bother trying to run with the herd... thats cute, a herd... yeah, some herd heads down just bumping on through life no knowledge of rothkomotherwelllouispollockbaskinklinedekooningpatchenjeffers even stella some herd that one was prodded by dream destroyed kerouac poor fellow he turned out to be so sick sad and mumbling on the dead livered floor with all the girls running the other way...dear daughter jan fifteen pregnant horse leech ridden headed south to florida mine too, same boat it seems
how funny the world leads us to each other... coincidence am wondering or some common thread that runs between all those of like minds and spirits
some world huh, a real sweet thing to look forward to when one is young but who ever thinks about that now cause we really have no leaders no guides nothing beyond ourselves no posts on which is tacked advice...soooo, here i am sleeping with the silverfish while the world is quiet and some have dreams of light less darkness and I...I...just wonder, wonder at it all.
So be this.
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