july 7

What does it take to be a good person these days? Can I host my friends in a hot house and leave them without breakfast in the sallow morning and the action movie violence of a dream-filled night and the fan is up and the sneezes and shores and room full of scattered personalities and the shelter of portland, of los angeles opened up with a miata spun out and over outside the pub when the cop on call played darts and drank a beer and the other officers wrote it off as a rookie mistake when the carnage stopped rolling. Decent poet. Never makes sense. Drinks too much alcohol and coffee. Barely trusts intuition to dig the body out of this whole self and the connection made with professor was less directly addressed in this day and the sky can't decide to be hot or cold and the french mid term is looming so large and impossible that the studying and the unlocked left apartment and the tall bridge over trees and the quick walk and the coffee and the six months and the cottage and the sleeping situation fine and the movie loud and riotous and did we ever really connect. money disappeared. should have saved not squandered. all for her for her for her for her.