venus: a thicker atmosphere

to day '
i am wandering slowly toward home
big headphones quietly blaring :i cannot hear lithium..
nice browns and greys and off's
head forward, nose 3 feet deep in a tim robbins novel
buried alive
and my feet shuffle quickly side-to-side and i'm not watching
the traffic
nor anything else for that matter
nor humidity
and my quick feet shake and trip as they scurry
every crevice and crook in the roads cool pathway
cause me to stumble
and naturally i began to think:
scenario, dream, emphasis, unreal;
a passing bird is the witness
me, moving, lurching, unawar-
-smack
and a boy
a cool calm and collected someone who
just hit me!
and he is tall and he is dark
and something tell the bird that he is also very
handsome but more importantly
he is in all brown's and gray's and he
is wandering slowly, nose buried alive
and we smile lamenting our innocence
because this is the end of our
lives
and the start of something completely different
i do not know
but it is the start of a whole big thing.

spspsp psps!