Consumption
All around me,
I can't even breath,
There is no place to run,
There is nowhere to escape to.
I close my eyes to hide the physical,
But what happens when I open them?
It________Is_______Still_______ There.
I Consider myself lucky that I'm not claustrophobic,
Because the walls are very slowly closing in all around me,
I don't know how much more I can really take, before I break.
I could leave for a while, go for a walk, but I know that when I return
It_____________Will_________Still_________Be_______________There.
It's a slope...
I am bored, it's 2:42pm and I have been home since 11:20am. School is done. I've worked my little heart out, too many reps, now I am sore. I've done some producing, but I dont feel up for it anymore. I did some aural errands about bass lessons (yes, I am taking upright/acoustic bass lessons to prepare for my Grant MacEwen audition on March 19th, I have to play a classical piece and I don't know how, blah. $40/hour from a top of the line classical bassist. Fucker.) I printed off my resume, I got my books ready for school tomorrow... Hold me, I'm so lonely. This is going to be a long semester.
4 Comments:
You're taking two classes, its not going to be a long simester.
Yes.You feel no real pain until you have experienced the horror of my own semester. But i will hold you.
Daily posts, yes, do this more and I'll be your slave. Slave to the man, aye! Nice poem, I like the structure of it. It inspires me. Murrow. I could see how it'd feel like a long semester with only two classes. It sucks when too much time is spent alone.
Hold you? Okay, check mate. Alyx and I will suffocate you.
Yes. Together we will squeeze the loneliness outta you.
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