eclipsedbyme

“hurry!” she said. i looked back to see it coming closer and closer. we were running along the highway as fast as we could. it didn’t even seem strange that there were no cars in the middle of the day. it didn’t seem strange that we were being chased by a man and a large cat. the cat looked something similar to a lion. but it wasn’t. “oh god, nooooo!” i saw red being dragged into the ditch. an arm was left behind….

climbing the tree cut my feet up, but i didn’t have a choice. he called to me from up there, begging me to hurry. he had the arm and he was looking at it intently. “watch.” he said. he slowely began to nibble at the muscle. it looked soft and fresh. he peeled pieces of meat like string cheese and ate all that he could. taking the few bone fragments that were left, i jumped down from the tree, dropping behind me a shaving of the pelvis…

the police located the body hours later and i was watching them from above, just as they were watching me. we were in a dark room. i had people with me, walking around the giant circle with me. a lady came up to me, holding the shaving of the pelvis and told me what it was. “it looks like a butterfly wing.” i said. she looked at me strangely then left. and we continued around the circle…

“i’m not sure they ever found that cat.” i sat thinking to myself. i was one of about 30 waiting for tests in the hospital waiting area. people went in and out around me, with no complaints or issues. i waited. 9:15. 10:15… i wandered around and then decided to lay down. there was a man sitting on a couch in the middle of the room. i lay on half the couch and closed my eyes. he began moving the couch, like a porch swing. i woke, watched as the whole room moved up and down with the swinging and tried to get off. the police were there under me again. someone else was dead. i just wanted my test done…

i watched from the corner as they all surrounded the dead thing. “i wish i didn’t wear this pink shirt.” i thought. it’s so obvious. i wandered to the edge of the group and saw them fussing over a dead dummy. such wasted time. i asked when i would get my test and they took another person in ahead of me as i wandered back into the corner…

this time they won’t ever forget.

this is not the layout i want, it’s just the only one i can make right now because i have no idea what the hell i’m doing! :D omgkthx

there were like 3 dead deer piled up in a ditch this morning on my way to work. fucking sick. :( how come no one cares about the animals? it makes me sad. i wish that i could have enough money to adopt and care for all the abandoned, sick, abused, and homeless animals. and i wish people would just slow down and pay attention so that animals can make it across the road safely. it’s been a terrible summer for squirrels, porcupines, raccoons, and deer. i’ve seen something dead everyday. think about that. would someone care if the roles were reversed? it shouldn’t have to take that thought to be considerate of all the other creatures on the earth. stupid people.

i can relate every word to you and every electrical impulse, feeling, relates to your skin. and each time we touch, i die, neverendingly not alone, being cradled. and all these thing bleed from me. what bleeds from you?

i’m no longer using safari. camino all the way baby.

i’m workin on this thing so don’t be surprised if you catch it lookin bad.

little cotton nightmares
individually wrapped
in plastic, to show me
that blood is worthless
if it’s not being used
for it’s purpose…

i have some serious things going on in my head. i’m freaking out. i’m obsessing about things and it’s making me act like a complete weirdo. i wish i could just get things out of my head. let them go. move on. it’s cyclic and i hate it.

i saw freddy krueger this morning walking down the street in westbrook. he was rubbing his head and walking all hunched over. he even had on a sweater. so watch out.

yes, i like watching the real world and road rules. and i like watching all versions of each of them, extreme, challenges, whatever the fuck they are. yes. i watch it. i like it. it entertains me. i watch the marathons. i even re-watch the reruns. this doesn’t make me stupid, this doesn’t make me dumb.
so deal with it and fuck off.
xoxo