Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Slow morning

I'm having a slow morning. I think I am having a slow year.

Carry Me Ohio
Sun Kil Moon

Today my heart is a wet paper towel. Don't know why, but it is. Today I want to dissect things from myself like a biology class frog. Take out this part of my psyche and flick it out the window so it can be swallowed by some carrion eating bird; maybe then I would be able to settle back into normal. But normal was never really satisfying either, was it?

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