i laugh to myself as if I am watching comic view.
the room sits in silence
other than the mellow beat bouncing in one ear through head phones.
here it is 5 a.m.
having thoughts of crank calling people at this ungodly hour whispering in their ears, "i know all, i see all." and hanging up.
bitch! i am nuts.
so instead i resort to taunting an old wanna be boyfriend of mine who keeps entering my sacred cosmic space. I sent him a one line email. "You are a deadly poison."
what am i for saying that? for thinking that? and it goes on...