being out west makes me want to own a car
so much open space
bein in the Atlanta airport makes me want to move here
so many round men
.iP
oh
kinda slept last few days
travel weary
ha!
left side of the head still fuct
sitting on the plane next to a weedy awkward intelligensia man with thick yellow glasses hunched over a book explaining everything about emotions
I’m staring out the window
twisting in the winds of Martha Wainwright
wondering if such a book would really explain it all
or somehow just damn it up into stagnant reservours useless for any purpose but breeding pests
and turning me into a likewise gollym creature…
oh, answers given to the mysteries of the world
why can’t I trust you?
at least
I’m very grateful I can trust myself
halfway home now
half
way
.iP
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