they had defected and been
excommunicated
and all the pulses were subverted
and they made sure the obituaries
showed pictures of smoke stacks

a vivid dissection that mocked
the strut of vivisection
semi-automatic colonies
and a silencing that still walks the streets...

ahh, At The mother-fuckin Drive-In, how i love thee.

so, no call from drew. which was prolly for the best, considering the fact that ryan spent the night last night. That would maybe not have been good. at all.

on another note, i met THE joan...hanna unexpectedly brought her here last night, along with keith and corwin. she looks oddly familiar. strange. i wonder if i've seen her with Vero before.

sigh.

I LOVE BEING OUTSIDE TODAY!!! ::happy happy happy happy BOUNCE pogo pogo pogo UP:: heh, okay, yes, i am aware of my blatant retardation.

screw ya all. ::turns up the music again::

...callous heels
numbed in travel
endless maps made
by their scalpels

on my way
nails broke and fell
into the
wishing well...