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textual manifestations

and now we rewind

by christopher on February 2nd, 2008

I thought I would put up a few of my older writings :

White and Unimpressive

Semicircles.

Unique swirls of self much like white flakes dancing down onto extended plains blanketing January with ivory.

Forfeiting the uniqueness of self with it’s intriqusies and abnormalities only to coalesce with crowd…

White and Unimpressive

And so it is, as my unique patterns of round caucasian skin secrete oils onto this writing devise of inexpensive design, I realize my place in this universe.  Plunging Headfirst into the masses of McSatisfied carbon based lifeforms seeking fulfillment, individuality, success, the great golden fucking mansion in the sky…it is then that my plot in life, my holy grail, my enlightenment comes.

I’m just a man.

Coalescing with the crowd.

White and Unimpressive.

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and so it seems the seams are so unraveling.

as hours pass to days and days to nights and nights to tomorrows to fucking oblivion.

clumps of mangled hair clenched between twitching fingers and shaking hands, joined to weary arms of an unkept frame who’s mantle contains a brain, heavy with frustration and longing for sleep (or sleep longing for me)

i don’t even really know anymore.

4 beats per measure accurately measure each jovial sheep leaping hurdles in thought bubbles above this mattress and pillow an blanket and bed.

Reweave the cords and tie the loose ends.  As sun sets, stars point fingers as if to say  “gotcha again chris”

Sometimes I really fucking hate stars.

So how many seconds until the beeping, ringing alarms clock screaming, migraine beeming, coffee steeping, family sleeping, breakfast muching, time clock punching BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH…

for now thoughts will keep my time as i continue

unravaling

unravaling

unravaling.

A Day I’ll Never Forget (although I’d love to)

I watched a baby die today.

Laying on the pavement, draped in white cloth.

Daddy was sprawled out next to her, brother gasping to breathe.

I watched a mother cry today.

The apples of her eye taken away.

Police gathered around, tape to mark the scene.

I watched myself break down today.

My children playing in the other room.

I wrapped my arms around both of them.

Listening to them breathe.

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