¶ the incandescent subfusc wants a life away from greed and hypocrisy:

artificially peppy, chemically imbalanced, hardly easy, polyphonic colophon…

this modern love breaks me 

this modern love… wastes me
To be lost in the forest; To be cut adrift
You’ve been trying to reach me
You bought me a book


Do want to come over and kill some time?


another day, staring at the ceiling 

a happy neurotic and random psychosis
Back then, one half of me was a happy neurotic.
That's disappeared from sight now and i'm just in a state of random psychosis.

I miss the happy neurotic very much.


my pointing device is covered with scum all over 

a logitech optical mouse that has skum all over it
All these…
I got scum
I got scum in my room
Scum in my bed
scum in my ears
More scum in my head
Scum in my pockets
Scum in my shoes
Scummy in the way I feel about you
Scum on my window
Trying to get in
It don’t go nowhere
Waiting waiting…
Scum on my ceiling
Crowded the floor
Standing sitting kneeling…
A few block the door
And now the question’s:
Do I kill it?
Become its friend?
Do I eat it?
Raw or well done?
Do I trick it?
I don’t think its that dumb
Do I join it?
Looks like that’s the one
I got scum on my skin
Tickle my nausea
I let it happen again
Its always takin’ over
I see it surround me, I see…
See it deciding my fate
Oh, that which was once… was once up to me…
Now it’s too late
I got scum in my room… one on one
That’s when I had a chance
I’ll just stop now
I’ll become naked
And with the… I’ll become one


The Lord giveth and The Lord taketh away 

words that i perhaps did not fully understand, until after 4 days at the bedside of a loved one and 3 nights by the side of a mourning friend.


how is it? 

Oh, don't ask.      Sad. It's sad.

It's just sad.