Sunday, 24 February 2008
i'm the common cold
...
step back
stay away
be disjointed
no,don't speak in complete sentences
step back,i tell you and look at me
i wake up every morning and stare for an hour.at a bottle,at the window,at a lizard,at my toes.
i wake up every morning very early
i'm one of those.
no,i don't do yoga
no,i don't jog,.
no i start thinking about the running,and then that's it...
i picturise myself running purposefully in the football field,round and round the perimeter and want to sit down on the road and laugh.
running is absurd.
no,i'm fine,i don't need the pillow,do you mind if i stay for awhile?
no,nothing happened,just restless as usual
i saw a bat on the way here
left wing kite string injury
i took the sock off from his head and looked at him
he looked at me too
we're retards for bats.
no point in trying to communicate
we can't hear them
so .he just stared at me.
i stared back
his wing looked messy
goddamn kite strings.
..
no,i haven't had dinner,not hungry
hmmm...
could you pass the lighter?
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(to be continued)
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