More apocalypse, less angst
god dammit i like this writing exercise – i forgot how much i like it… it’s not like i turn out anything really amazing, but it’s interesting to see what comes out in that non-thinking/subconscious minute.
word of the day today: abstract
wow – fractal brain first thing in the morning and this is the word abstracting from the keyboard, outside this realm, wishing i was somewhere else not here now – art works spiral, working through the bloodstream, getting into everything, not sitting straightup, this goes sideways now.
yesterday: smudge
like an ink stain across the cheek, smudged like a dark blush across a page, gone black like a dark december moon, new across the sky ink smudge black pot give a night shot to the stain on the cheek, like a puddle of light.
wednesday: wire
wiry, arm, vein – got this on the street. get going he says – get that wire, up the spine, into the mind curling around the calves and holding you down, heroin low, into the vein, wire up the spine and into the pavement below.