I can't write.
My fingers, thin, hoover above the keybord, a yellow bug irritating me when it collides with the light bulb
and my eyes, irritated as they are, and the tv in the background because it always is because I am not looking -

thus the situation being, and me in the middle of it, and no other noise except tv, bug, typing and - eventually, my own blood rushing-

and nothing comes from nothing, or so they say, and still no great lines on the page.

I will have to revise this and see what can I change, for next time.
The bug is gone.

You're not a friend of someone when you talk one time to him
You're also not a friend when you can laugh one time with him
You're friends when you can talk about
Paintings,
Food,
Haircolor,
The backspace button on your keybord,
Peanutbutter.
You're friends when you accept who he is
Gay
Straight
Muslim
Soccer player
Tennis player
Pineapple on pizza
      (Disgusting)
You're friends when you can be yourself

VIVID IMAGERY
I PRESENT TO YOU....... MY MIND
RUNNING TRYING TO FIGURE OUT SOMETHING AT 2 NO 3 IN THE MORNING
TENSE MYFINGERS TYPE ON MY KEYBORD  
I WIPE MY FACE EACH TIME I TYPE
EACH TIME I WRITE
WITH MY EYES ZOOMED IN ON EACH LETTER I WRITE
STILL SOMEHOW I MIS-SPELL
STILL SOMEHOW I PLAYED YOU UNDER MY SPELL

HAVE YOU FIGURED IT OUT YET?
TELL ME YOU HAVE………….
I DIE WITH EXCITEMENT
I’LL TELL YOU IF YOU HAVE NOT

“VIVID IMAGERY I PRESENT YOU MY MIND”
BUT I HAVEN’T ALL THIS TIME?
FOR ALL THIS TIME I PRESENTED YOU WITH MY PHYSICAL
FOR NOT ONCE   I HAVE SHOWED YOU WHAT’S IN MY MIND

CLEVER IS IT NOT?
CAPTURE YOUR ATTENTION WITH BOLD WRITING LETTERS

HMM…..

DID YOU MISS IT AGAIN?
IT’S QUITE OBVIOUS NOW
DID YOU MISS IT AGAIN?????!!!!!!

I’M CALM.

BOLD WRITING LETTERS
YES

YOU’RE GETTING BETTER AT THIS

BOLD WRITING LETTERS
VIVID IMAGERY OF MY MIND

CAOS
CONFUSION
QUESTIONING  
CONVINCING OTHERWISE
A TRIP IN MY MIND HOPE YOU ENJOYED…..
                      

                                                                      SINCERELY -MY MIND

i am not
21
paranoid on ****
i am depersonalizedx
on **** aged
39
i nnnn seee the ******* keybord
Riochie
Richier Shdaow NBozing
Bozing: bo X
BUDDHA
i am not Moses
or Christ
and Anti0Christ is
sort of constipated by the attire
or Pope
and Iconoclast
the Classse
of a people of divergent Hierarchies:
the true
LUST of leftism...
the Architects of the Right:
Surmount!
make q presenence .\

wq                   wq           zxyvqkjijijiji       h4dg
campus iof university
i think asked for riotchie
ritchie



cat......... sorry? are you vacating
the eearth wiuth worms and spiders....
blob Baael///


POWER PROFOIUN D
from ALLAH no demon yet
wait wait
yahweh talkin g
to Bael....
wiat |Allah...
iz premature born...

these be the rocks:
Napleon and ******
Summons...
not the deeds in history
Umbrellas...
everyone walk around me with Fear and God and Love
and the Orbit...
Fear God Love...
the only Trinity....
spaceship:
i ;land on 3h sleep... loving your girl and boy....
woman and man...
now i paint: go away! go away~!
head safety officer role
status feels so small
i lugged baatteries
i am getting old
peop;e getting paranoid:
like an upcoming vchrist
VIVIVI
upcoming...
i am onl7uy VCHRIST:
versus Christ
ANTI
seems so timid
so Beyonce and the love
of Amazon Anti-Christ and cArthage
Female
but in the male....we of the Vth
and the Five Christ...\
dog
eater
hunger
impetus
dog
dog
dog
then
parrot
i knew who i knew
and i know very little
i had factual evidence
i knew who i knew
and in the realm of argument
WHY?
DOnt KNOW