Too Bad For You

Jun 7 21:58 UTC 1995

SO I said to him, ``Get away from me, I'm sick of hearing all your stupid
poetry.'' It's funny I said that, since his poetry was the only reason I'd ever
wanted him around in the first place.

on light swtiches light a maniac as I went. When I got to my bedroom, most
recently occupied by the stranger brooding downstairs, I turned away in disgust
and went back to the stairs. I spent a long time sitting there, staring at the
emtpy hallway and wondering [Cif it was really worth all this trouble for
nothing. I've been sitting here since, unmoved by time, drugs, psyciatrists and
friends. They dragged me to centers and hospitals and social rounds on one
doctor's orders. But I'm still sitting here, staring at a blank wall, an empty
drop-off. I know what's happening but I can't move. And I don't want to.

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Jun 16 03:56 UTC 1995

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