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Monday, February 12, 2007

comparing notes over a sunday afternoon phone call with my sis.
i thought i was a better drunk, at least i remembered more.
we laughed. if one of our heads got minced by a truck that other night,
it probably wouldnt be this funny.
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my lines are getting shorter, pictures getting smaller,
and volumes lowering.
time is running faster, i am not getting younger.
rest assured, i am still fighting against that ruthless bitch - age.

my
scissors mouth
paper heart
stone head

i cultivated a habit of over doing things.
didnt say its a bad one at all.

some nights, i sat and remembered how this all came about.
with alcohol, it is normally easier to admit wrong doings.
without it, it is usually easier to ignore my imperfections.

i just wana run across and past this phase.
i realised i can no longer cope with a splitting mind,
that constantly shuffles images and words, in the most random manner.
i wana be defeated but i've long won with everyone's limbs down.

i cannot seem to find the energy to play, anymore.
the higher spirits of defiance and gutsiness,
that i must have lost and vanished 2 paragraphs ago.

posted by peenutkew  # 18:16  1 comments