one day i would like to own a nickname

2005-03-13, 11:38 p.m.

its the desire to be soaked in second-string responses
.you could tell the truth, but, catching your breath, you say the reverse. dont change this flow of traffic in someones mind just because you feel inclined to neglect the subtle nuances of social interaction. ill stamp out my feelings like a spent cigarette so you can pass me by without hesitation.

its the second story wedding store filled with armless mannequins in wedding dresses.

they each wait with baited breath in the neon aisle, encased in glass and soft city sky, looking forward to the clean black tuxedos across the highway. i pass them by in aaron's car and i keep my thoughts inside so as not to disturb the malnurished car engine's soft whine.