Month: June 2011


There. breathe for a sec. Not that there aren’t pending responsibilities. Literature to regurgitate. Colored pencils to sharpen. broken glass to sweep. Midnight deadlines. There always are aren’t there? Its just nice to take it in, to expel. Make it just to make it. But damn the hustle is a thrill like no other. Better than day dreaming. better than weed. better than the idea in the first place. Better than crying. better than lying and getting caught. Better than butterscotch. The hard burnt sweetness of it breaking down inside of you.