Friday, May 20, 2011

Still very far away and inaccessible


HAHAHANCOCK
What does it feel like to be the first person to be thought of, to be cast in a dream, to be set apart for this completely bewildering .. force, is the only word that fits. I get HD tv and tell you a joke about it in my head and I'm really, really funny. How is it that there is not ONE person who finds the same things funny as me.Something is wrong with me lately.Also I just couldn't care less about incoherence.

Monday, May 16, 2011

I DONT HAVE A WAY WITH WORDS ANYMORE

BUT I HAVE A SHOVEL, OR CLAWS, SOMETIMES I CAN'T TELL ANYMORE.
IF NOT A PATH,I SAID, I WILL DIG MYSELF A BURROW.OR SOMETHING.IF I END UP CRAWLING BACK IN TIME, I THINK I'LL FIND MYSELF AS AN EGYPTIAN
PRINCESS, YOU KNOW. TO BE SEXUAL IS NOT TO BE ON THE PROWL OR IN THE
MARKET,

YOU KNOW. I MIGHT BE A COMMODITY AT A HANDLOOM EXPO OR SOMETHING,
YOU KNOW,GETTING LIKE SHOPLIFTED BY A GIRL IN HUGE ROUND GLASSES.
I NEED TO STOP DOING WHAT MAKES ME THINK MIGHT BE
DOING WRONG TO MYSELF AS THE RECEIVER CAUSE IF I'M REALLY CLAWING THAT
HARD, YOU SAY, WORMHOLES APPEAR, TIME TRAVELS,  AND I MAY BE THE SHOE,
NEXT MORNING. WHERE IS THIS GOING.

WHY DOES IT ALWAYS END IN EUPHEMISMS
FOR WHERE IS THIS GOING
(BEING BLATANT FOR THE FIRST TIME
IN A MILLION WORMHOLES)
BECAUSE ITS TOO DARK IN THE BURROWS, AND I REALLY
CAN'T TELL.