Today it’s under the toast.
Yesterday it was hiding behind my left eye.
Tomorrow it might be in the prime minister’s favorite chair.
All I know is that it calls to me.
And it says absurd things.


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This is how common and not dangerous flying is.

http://flightaware.com/analysis/allflights_movie.rvt

I'm feeling poetic but incapable of writing anything poetic. Sorry for the stupid darkness in the last post.

I'm in the dark getting paler in front of the glow of the screen. I've eaten rich chocolate and eaten take out food that tastes like metal foil. Canned apple juice doesn't wash it away. My teeth are weaker in their sockets. I question what I'm supposed to be doing.
Help me out here.