Now. How strange it is to stop and to think of one word. Have you done this? Repeated it again and again until it is worn. Its actually an excellent thing not to have anything to say.
Still...going out and sitting in a restaurant or in a coffee shop you can see people for what the are. I suppose you could feel sorry for them but you don't. They are shifted and ruthless in their habits. They are public. So fucking clicking on the sidewalks and think of the landfills the damn cell phones could fill.
My neighbors, for example are perfect. They just moved in. Two of them. This cute and perfect couple. Tall, thin, beautiful. She is like this white tower of flawless skin and a perfect smile. He looks like the jocks who used to beat the shit out of me. They are perfect looking. They look like they never get sick or get wrinkles. I think they are Nazis. Total Stepford married couple. I bet if you went inside their apartment you wouldn't find a bathroom.
The other night they came in with friends (two guys who looked like the Menendez brothers) and started parting at 3 in the morning. When I knocked on the door she answered. "I'm sorry," she said "I just moved in." She was so radiant that I thought of looking for like a switch behind her ear or a battery cover.
What does that mean? Is she saying she came from ghetto where they safety dance till 5 in the fucking morning? I asked them to keep it down after two. So far, so good.
This is a perfect example of people. The act like it is a dorm or a scene from the movie "Porkies". I repeat it over and over again. "Say that again?" You were born with out common sense like someone born without sweat glands? Are you stating you point of view. Are you staking you claim on this last piece of pie?
But life is radiant. I cannot disavow her beauty. I cannot ignore how many buddies this fool has. They are everywhere like bugs.
Oh, it would be better if I could sleep.
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