Saturday, September 18

extra credit.

don't do it yet.
that's the command decision.
when almost nothing but food and sleep has been between
the hours since real life was last documented.
yep.
almost nothing.
it's brutally cold outside the extra magic blankets,
of which we added another 'nother one onto the pile.
a whole house with no insulation.
c'mon.
that's not real, is it?
 it is real.
real mutha-F*ing cold, b!tches.
uh-huh.
**********
*whoa!
10:25 p.m. e.s.t.
and i just got in from tatblasting a whole day away.
it's freezin',
there's no reason to bother with eating dinner,
and my hands feel like boiled potatoes.
starchy, son. recognize.
real life getting documented takes a back seat
to pajamas and magic blankets.
dang.
long nights,
hard times,
and everything that makes you feel tired;
never quiet, never soft.....

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