Monday, August 16, 2004

Morbid Dementia

Sitting in the garage watching the new lady move in with a bed bigger than her room.

Swinging on the hammock while playing face-off with the bird on the glass.

Lying in bed listening to the garbage truck take away my personal used items.

Reading my horoscope regarding my soulmate action while wondering who it might be.

Typing away at this computer having conflicting thoughts about waking up tomorrow.

Flipping the channels back to 73 knowing that the 100 Most Fantabulous Homes makes me upset.

Thinking about doing laundry although it's not a full load.

Wondering whether the bait's working although we got it for ants and not cockroaches.

Dropping something that was sitting on the CPU but not finding anything on the floor.

Staring at the ceiling at night while thinking of masked cat burglers perhaps raping instead of stealing.

Closing my eyes while taking in a deep breath only to open them and not exhale.

Smoking a cigarrette and remembering how it used to taste in Singapore.


::me:: at 15:02