i'm wearing an XXL t-shirt, flannel pajama pants,
and three pairs of socks.
this is because ascribe to mountain therapy.

'little bitch, little bitch' in my head,
again and again because of how i reacted when i noticed the rat
near my foot.

before that two young girls were kissing on the subway
one of them had a banjo, the other wore her hood up.
'i know the words to every tune you've ever played on your bloody banjo'

i know them because i'm...

i'm a big smiling mountain with a yellow face.
tomorrow i'm sleepy and sad. i'll be in a confused zone of detachment.
what i do doesn't lead to anything.

i'm big and smiling. seconds of time are marking my brain's deterioration.
my face is yellow and i'm big and smiling.

there's a blue light coming from the computer screen

i wish... i have nostalgia for the lecture halls in IRC

the long dark lobby with the full length windows were good

i laid down and napped on the couches there once
in between classes

i liked sitting in the back of the lecture hall
with my hood on while other people
who did the reading assignments answered the teacher's questions

i'm watching college football again
go nebraska!

i miss going to the mall or mount kisco
with the intent to buy cds

even though i only went to mount kisco
for cds a couple times

there was a new and used shop
exile on main street