April 18, 2011

plate glass window

dear i'm to be your captive diary,

would you rather be a dead hero or a living coward? i am shockingly unqualified to be either. i am just a whore. no need to declare myself a hero. you prolly wont see me dart off in fear- i just live a pretty simple life- drifting from year to year. if it's all about where you come from- then wait for me outside. i'm going somewhere different- i've changed my mind. take your train to nowhere, i will stay here. i will travel by wormhole from now on- nobody will know when i am gone. any rapid movement will make me return, but i will grab hold to whatever i can and try not to. you can bet on that shit.