I Really Wish I Could Explain...

Push for Kush

Stare at the clouds and read words

The sensation of flip-flops

Pet your dog

Find the shadowed man who lives in your basement

Get tied to your chair

Put your brain back in

Charades

Love,

and the barrier of a century.

I don't know what the fuck I write but I know I anticipate reading it the next day because it is always saved somewhere convenient so I can look at it. This I found on my Blackberry. Not sure where the words come from but it's a beauty. I could totally look into it metaphorically or whatever but I don't want to jeopardize whatever the fuck I was actually thinking when I wrote this. That's why I hate dissecting narratives (despite being forced at gunpoint to) because you can never truly know the author's intentions. In this case, even I don't know.

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