I’ve been in a bad mood all day and 32 years
there was no event horizon
shit happens then you die, so at least I have that to look forward to
when I get home I’ll pick out what addles me for the night
techno emo chemical
no discernible difference
my religion is giving up
it seems tacky to bring up 9/11, but I remember the MP glaring down at me
I was 8 years old and spent all weekend inside
my mom was trying to get us to the commissary so we could buy white rice and iced tea
they spoke in accusatory drone
as if anyone could have been responsible
as if my posture might give them probable cause
20 years after the fact my mom finally admitted to me the man living next door was probably a member of the nazi party
but I never saw anyone look at him like he might have played a role in an international terrorist plot
I never heard anyone tell him to watch his tone of voice