This Is The Most Public of My Many Humiliations

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Tuesday, February 08, 2005

"... run away from the pain.."


On the way home from the hot tub session on Friday night, I had my fave cabdriver ever. He used to pick me up basically every day 6 am, at Sean-elise's house. He remembered me. We shot the shit as Aerosmith's: "Janie's got a gun" began to play on the radio, my friends all began singing and talking about hanging out the sun roof. Cause you see, this was a high class cab we were in, it had a sun roof. How awesome is that going to be in the summer when I am flagging around the city. I will have a means to display my anger at traffic as I hang out the roof, throwing creamer containers acquired from the local greasy spoon.

If I was a simple man, would we still walk hand in hand
if I suddenly went blind, would you still look in my eyes
what happens when I am old, and all my stories have been told.



Dallas Green (of Alexisonfire) is probably the best show of talent I have ever seen, if you haven't had a chance to listen to some of his solo, acoustic work, I suggest you do so soon. He is a multi-talented artist that deserves some recognition beyond that of what he does for Alexisonfire.



I wish I was an anime character. Then all my emotions would just be strokes of ink on an artists canvas. But I am not a stroke of ink, I am a living, breathing, fucking, human being. I wonder how long I can go on like this. It feels like everything is surreal. Like I am living a lucid dream. Its like I fear no consequences for my actions. Or is it I don't expect any consequences for what I do.

killed softly at 2/08/2005 10:15:00 AM
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