Friday, June 16, 2006

Nonsense

Once upon a time, it was late and I wanted to vomit. I've been doing mindless, fingerful work all the live long day and my eyes are inclined to deceive me at any given moment. I've surrounded myself by crap, pretty much, and things of that nature. i.e. gummi peaches and dove cookies that melt in my mouth, and in my hand. When i feel sick after eating too much of one, i eat the other, and so on and so forth. At one point, somehow, from somewhere, a mosquito has bitten my arm and my leg. I'm inclined to think that after biting my arm it crawled down my shirt and pants and bit my leg on the way out. It's a scary thought but these are the things that I think about. Chapstick is near me and random post-its scatter the table. The ipod is my new friend and the earphones permanent fixtures to my body. Some time ago, I got really hot at one point but couldn't turn on the AC, which is not 3 feet away from me, because it would be too loud. Mometasone Furoate sits near me and i'm pretty sure neither of those are real words. i think about what it would be like to get to make up names for things. The dove cookies are gone and the peaches are five. I cut the bag with scissors so I wouldn't get sugar on my paws as i reached in the bag. Numerous paper towel balls lay across the table and i have to remember which one has the squashed bug in it. I sit on a pillow which sits on a chair. I wonder what it would be like to sit at a work station with a mirror hanging on the wall directly in front of you. Would you make more faces than usual? Would you smile more than normal? Would you work on facial tricks you aren't yet able to do? It's quiet now, all around, and I think it's time to say goodnight.

1 comment:

Rdia said...

this is a masterpiece.