blank slate the denial of human nature

last night

amazing synchronicity chain of events, a ghost of a fallen warrior, a fallen warrior, a watching eye
that connected the peices, and made it all make sense. someone random as a star who has been living
and breathing someone aware.
aware of tradjedy
interested in a life not ordinary, not convenient or 9-5, a life of tailspins and quick escapes, of rolled over vehicles, and couples that cant seem to not be loud. saying the word Fuck loudly one hundred times and talikg about This DRUG or that one loudly......I try to give them more than a hint i want to be left alone, their super obnoxious, noone allows them into their homes, they know it, but cannot change Both are homeless and one works at an escort service, she cant admit she has sex for money. she calls them"shows" she leaves her boyfreind to sleep in the rain, and flipflops a million times on him driving him insane.........one of them will drive ya nutz,,both of them 'll get ya kicked out....God is it too muchto ask for a little peace and quiet...so i can enjoy my rare moments. do they have to keep draining every inch of energy...dude can u do this can you do that.....

Tell your girlfreind not to talkso loud, i do have neighbors...no you cant smoke in the hall, forget it just GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Goddamn......No wonder.............ahhh Dean man..ya gotta get it together
think about why noone allows you in,,,think about yelling out my window when the lastthing i want is attention, think about that wine you stole, w/o telling a soul at the store...and the pills you stole from my console.....These things get people in trouble............your waves will sink me...........im already taking on water......I dont live in a crackhouse ............take your crackhead girlfreind who abandons you... and find someone else to leach upon...... I dont want anything from you..............
Normally Im a nice person,,but I cannot , my energy is on another level..I dont live to get fucked up
and than complain about it...

ive been sank beforfe by addicts seeking stealing using every morsel ....you wont get a pinch of blood.

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My Father by Mark Merrill