on being alonely :(

I'm conscious of,
I am uncomfortably aware of just how stationary the chair is,
the coffee table, the chopping board, the TV, the dishes in the sink, the books on the shelf, the clothes on the floor, the spice rack, stationary

nothing moves
and so
I find myself
re moved

and it's easy for me
to think of me
In a box In the universe
so infinite and careless
Like god



On shrooms (for the homie) :/

There is a mushroom (that grows in nature or that grows naturally)
There is a thing that grows naturally,
that somebody, for my own good, for the greater good, said "no, I'm sorry, that fungus, that particular spore is off limits"
If you eat that particular fungus, actually if you collect that particular mushroom,
I will put you in a holding facility, and treat you as a felon

It's kinda like, pissing in public...I can't piss outside, I can't eat whatever the fuck I wanna eat, what's next??



On happy =)

I enjoy the rarity
of enjoying a person, so much