a thesis on becoming unborn.

2005-08-30 11:44 a.m.

i was so tired that i fell asleep in my own skin, and the thing i had been hoping for, quite frankly, happened - i decided
to live simply and simply live

not regretting lack of motivation, entranced by
cracks in the sidewalk
counting my footsteps

i've had enough
movement
enough desire
enough nature
enough water
this is the desert of my self desertion, a thesis
on becoming unborn, on being unconcerned
with what might last

call me a lily, sometimes
i do not even think, sometimes
i wake up with strange cravings, i'm
an abuser without a substance
but it passes quickly

this is the virgin state of things.

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