facebook finally released my blog

when i linked my blog to facebook it seemed like a good idea.

but...

there is a cushion with this little blog that would go rather unnoticed, much like myself at a party, which is my most comfortable state. a state of genial invisibility. these tap dance patterns of words keyed into the ionosphere. we are waves, data flying through the air, through us, daily

maybe wifi fucks with the magnetic poles, causing this orb to shift from it's naturally occurring pattern

...maybe it's naturally occurring pattern is fire and ice

and we don't work that well like that...

time to join the men in grey

"so, i was talking about facebook and here we are either dooming

or managing the orb upon which we reside."

but we do not know what we do

as a species

we are dumb

she's sensitive to emfs

a lightbulb causes her distress

(this is still on point)

although

- snake that i am -

my life revolves around hers

and i call that commitment

(like furniture i am familiar)

- drinking again, smoking again -

(self-medicating)

"can one be happy all the time?"

because i am rarely

i have known fear

and it is alone

although i've been alone most of my life

but it was dying alone

that shook me

winds chatter round my trenchcoat

little stick in a blanket - a scarecrow

head of straw with the smoke blowing through

i've been lucky in my life to have not found junk

i'd be dead by now

tha hardhat brigade:

the grey men offer jobs

building spaceships

"3 squares a day

your own private cell

and a calculmate."

prosper breed produce

(piggies for the chute)