08 April 2008

I need my inhaler

Dust. Pollen. My inherent distrust. Mold. Cold. An amplification of faults. Forced Air. Fear of potential. Gossip. Self-destruction. Kitten dander, sometimes. Mineral spirits. Self-denial. The ego of the privileged. Abandonment. Manipulation. Second hand smoke. Pollution. Chlorine. Doing without thinking. Thinking inwards. Grotesque productivity. Or more a lack thereof... 

I am looking at you and seeing a blueprint of Armageddon, and that is why I must leave before I decide to stay. 

2 comments:

Love is Hell said...

so cryptic!!!! makin everyone that read this wonder a lot about what you are talkin about/referin to....


I feel those allergies though. Damn pollen and dust.

tuesday bassen said...

Well, thank you!

I'm just trying to re-evaluate and do what's best for me.