Wednesday, February 21, 2007

3 days dry

Speck of an ego.
An abhorrent sense of self.

Feeling unfairly singled out
for being electric amplified wasted,

roughhoused past
one hundred hangovers,

the glory and the doom.
Running the elusive lingo,

treble lines amplified,
oscillating fast and wide

in wavelengths you'll never
understand. Me neither. So

depressingly common is it, and
nothing's more boring