Sunday, March 23, 2008

Tr'incoiquires

To hell with it, want whatever you are! There is magic in being-before they wither as we all do, as everything abruptly changing does. Keep quiet and honor this resting ]place[

Eyes inside, making it my point to see nothing.
My fledgling orifice.

For this reason failure. So what if they sold it all? No matter moaning irresponsible retirement now abducted. I never felt alive when they were thinking-life emptiness a weekday possession. Confrontation inquires:

"What have you accomplished?"

"There has been one thing...I've accomplished such an emotional drain that any guilt for not having achieved anything more relevant is now defunct."

Truly virtuous men are small and inconsequential. Imagine this: conversation spliced with Main Character's mental oscillation, loss of humor. They'd fawn. I'd be great--a marvelous, wonderful kind of literary genius.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

so your sad to be alone, but at the same time have thoughts and dreams of being a family man. we of course have to come to terms with ourselves before starting a family.