i use to have a thing against disclaimers. i guess i don’t anymore.
if you don’t like self-indulgent “me me me” posts you might want to steer clear of this / my internet presence for a while. after a long period of reclusiveness and cynicism, i am once again interested in being a bit more generative, imaginative, and maybe even social. it actually feels, at this point, like a betrayal to my values to post anything on the internet that isn’t critical, but hell, it’s getting warm out, so like everyone else, i’m just going to throw any semblance of responsibility and personal integrity out the open window. anyhow this preface is just a way of stating that i am going to engage in some creative writing exercise, since i feel like there’s probably a lot of mustard-crust ideas i need to get out before i can write things that i’m not dreadfully ashamed of. plus maybe this will be cool when i’m wildly respected and rich, so rich, so terribly, terribly rich.
okay so round one i guess it looks like is more or less a continuation of the disclaimer. i confess that this is surprisingly more dissapointing than i imagined. i mean, come on, me, what is your goddamn problem? i think i need to try again.
round two: bad on purpose
Oh! Dreadful scenery of the oblique!
How your scorn does ravage the inner workings of my soul!
Can it be that the desire for a simple statement
grows stronger than the longing, the yearning for what is new?
Has curiosity truly failed me?
My long walk home is my new favorite shirt to wear.
you wiley thing
why are you so interested in that patch of hair?
it’s fine, no one thinks it looks bad
we get it, of course,
but you know you really can just let go
big baby slam-jam
creature of delicacy and antiques
you name yourself and go swimming alone
it’s not dangerous or anything and it’s been done before
or at least everybody’s thought about it at one point or another
okay well that was fun, see you soon for the next installement of me trying to not be such a tyrant of despair, and fumbling without skill to write some stuff that might someday turn into a song for my multi-million dollar record deal.