Jeremy

breathing, breathing, breathing. that's what folk always say when they're all heavy on you. the real question here involves sleep. why is there a question here? why did i just ask why there is a question here? ah, the circus goes on and on and the carnies are being paid for a simple amusement park. look, here it is. i'm just using the internet same as you. we're in this fat pace together, strangers. why don't we just admit we're defeating ourselves. you can't have these sparkle industries and still have the convenience of mick and mouse. we must take a stand against the inevitable! we must take a sit-down for the good of the absurd. oh, shucks, even that's already been done a thousand times under. well, let's just sing in harmony. we haven't done that yet. well, at least we haven't done it properly. this involves, of course, the old fashioned burning of book pages into the silver canister in the middle of the living room, yes yes yes, but this time you hit your mark without landlords laughing at your off pitch stack of wacks. just like the old days, the new days kick off in soaring styles! look at all the typers go!! i want to be in summer smell with the energy of winter. that's what this whole 'about me' section is daring me to do. i'm ready to take the physical challenge. let's drink pepsi and coke outside, and party til noon, three, seven, eleven. what i'm really saying, of course, is i am a hobby. In the tenth second of forever I thought of the sea and a white yacht drifting. In the ninth second of forever I remembered a warm room where voices played. In the eighth second of forever I thought of the life I would not lead. In the seventh second of forever I thought of a leaf a stone, a plastic fragment of a child's toy. In the sixth second of forever I saw your mouth whispering something I could not hear. In the fifth second of forever I thought of the vermillion deserts of Mars, the jewelled forests of Venus. In the fourth second of forever I could not remember nothing that I did not love. In the third second of forever I thought of rain against a window, I thought of the wind. In the second second of forever I thought of a pair of broken shades lying on the tarmac. In the first and final second of forever I thought of the long past that led to now and never...never...