17:58 - Wednesday, Aug. 07, 2002
PA
Cry close I'm fear in acute angles bisected by tiny journeys of little hopes, baby firefly paths out of sad, momentary elations of zen that whack a twisted malignant vine down every so often.

A geometry of me drawn with some convenience store tools cutting inside as if truth was possible when looking down at my paper that now resembles spyrograph fuck ups and out of line scribbles.

I'll take a million more tests that tell me I'm one way or another if that will keep my head in the game. Give me more reasons to fail and seek some other destiny.

I'll take the other head drugs, sugar up, caffeine up, dope up on all the legal stuff if that's what it takes to flow forward.

Paralysis analysis is a great thing to sit still and think about.

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