Cigarette butts, ashes on the mattress, burnt stain on the blanket, the pillows, some leftover french fries, and the air conditioning that hasn't been off for two days. I should be up and get going now. But last night I started remembering things as thoughts run and rushed into my semi conscious mind. Now I'd rather just hibernate. Besides, it's not like I came here to stay.
This is too easy, it's no longer my scene.
-riri-
No comments:
Post a Comment