Prespecting the week to come

I forsee cups overfilling, staggering from left to right, long walks around a curvy shape, fine dining on crisp evenings, stuck in a hotel from the prearranged requirnments, the smell of the theater wiht no entertainment to coem with. Mexican food served hot n fresh, tan skin filled with tan, never burns. the oens you love, never hating on each other always fun filled days, and grounded by school.

theft

so i stole something today, actually i stole something less than 10 minutes ago, the will. the will to seek the deeper meaning of things, the will to penetrate a persons armor they put up so the world doesnt know the real them, so they wont get hurt. this will exposes it, brings forth the true nature of things. but the counter affect it has brings forht the beast inside of you, and in the true nature of the beast it has many forms, gluttony, ravengous, freedom, the warrior and the viking. all to be feared but dont let them fool their just in disguise as a stealthy rogue assasian, always sneaking around in the shadows. the equation of all humans, scared of their own shadow, yet they live their scared to show themselves.

did alice have it right?

Seeing you smile can turn the day upside down. make me funble for my footing, only to stumble at your feet. when i see you smile i almsot get happy but i realize that your not smiling at me, your thinking of him.
and the things you do, how HE makes you feel when im not around. hes making you smile, not me, and i never will be able to, not agian. for i fell as alice did, in a world trippin on acid. so keep thinking of him and keep smiling and looking past me, for at least thats one more person that happy on this world, even with all that politicalness around us. the older generations are coming to an end as we are here to pick it up and slap a new face on it and change isnt even the begining.

To feel..

Every Tuesday and sometimes Thursday it comes like clockwork, always the latter part of the day. During the same class, a class that’s fun but with this feeling inside of me I cant focus as well but I fake it and get by, usually by not focusing I can focus and let the time go to the semi splits position.

I feel the pangs of hunger.
I haven’t ate all day and I’m at school, no food and all work.
Society says by now I should have had 2 meals
This is hunger, eating away at nothing but the lining of my stomach.
Im hungry, I haven’t eaten since last night.
Hunger can chew at me like it does third world countries
Im hungry, craving food but I pop another and go on with my day.
It is consuming my inside but I push it aside, knowing I can live a few more weeks without food.
The taste goes lifeless, so I pop round 2 and go on with life.
If It can consume kids late at night, I’ll let it grace my body from time to time.
Round 3 never comes because I’m back home and the feeling disperses whether or not I eat or not.
Pangs returning but dismissing comes quickly and my focus returns to addiction.
Maybe if I drown it in water that exceeds 52 degrees Celsius, maybe its pangs will be to busy trying to survive.
The hunger is gnawing at me, trying to break me down.
Ill add fish to the water, maybe he will be preoccupied with them and not remember me.

Hunger, the hunger trying to escape out into the world of America, where it will find no other vessel to consumer as it does me.

pop the champange

The final countdown nears, but we pop the champagne and have that meal in the shadows of the shining sun, and we ended in a black forest that made the mouth speechless, talk was simple, some past, but more of the what ifs of the summer, only a few months to go. The 3 month time comes and you buy the time for without it there is no escape, damit. Jamming in the bedrock with Mr. Flintstone and the crew of the money, the last run for cover, we got the hell out of the mall and said fuck it, that guy is going down, all we need is one shot. Epic starts the countdown, and we pause for another day, till then, and finally comes the drive, mostly in silent, hell I didn’t know what to say but I did smile and have the light bro hug, till summer my friend, then we will really tear shit up. But the ticket will be bought, the journey traveled and maybe a round 2 will come, but we shall triumph over it.

wednesday

Sun shrapnel scars the chest and legs which inhibits the natural cycle of things, dug in with a bottle green jelly, don’t eat it, we pass idly until we find it, the cure to boredom, Army of 2, perfect game. And our specializations are matched already, sniper and rockets flying across the room decimating the onslaught of pwnage, flamethrowers, hitting the sacks, and getting into those awkward situations. Logged 8 hours of play and the journey ends in the mall. The sleep comes fast and we don’t rise till past ten which is divine. For the next months we will be stretching our lack of sleep to the limit, pushing it more and more till there aint no more.

You say lazy, I call it a simple day, which is what we do.