Archive for February 2011
Pill-induced Monologue
Posted Thu, 02/17/11
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If I were these words resting on this web space and I happened to look up and see how a freak titled this blog, I’d be feeling pretty effed up. I’d probably get a cup of bad-ass coffee or drug that so-called freak ’til she realizes how insensitive it is to create that titular description.
As if she could “create” descriptions. As if she could manipulate words.
Freak.
At least she described herself well.
Drippity Drop
Posted Wed, 02/9/11
on:8th February 2011
Dear Diary,
Today, I learned how to open a can of sardines using, not a can opener, but a humble regular kitchen knife. Oh sweet, sweet success.
Love,
J
P.S. I still have all ten of my fingers.
P.P.S. I hope that wasn’t my blood on the kitchen counter.
A Breather
Posted Mon, 02/7/11
on:Had it not been for crackers and coffee, I would’ve been happily leafing through a mountain of unnecessary words. I would’ve been kissing a box of semi-dark chocolates or pouring myself a glass of bubbly.
I chose, though. I had to.
Crackers over chocolates, coffee over wine.
I’d choose the same things at any given time.
It Gets Better
Posted Sun, 02/6/11
on:I am a fan of cynicism, of cynics
Of gods who overuse poetic license
Of straight sentences pretending to be poetry.
Dare not,
Is the sweet advice waiting to be heard
Dare not try the varying rhythms.
The gods may cringe at the thought of an invader
Sweet merciless thoughts
They eye you
Verse after verse, they stare.
If I knew I couldn’t, I truly wouldn’t
But I heard I could
So I did.
There’s no room now for an apologetic cry
I came running towards a wall
I have survived.