“I could throw my light your way all my life, and it might never catch.”
Once, I bought two F’Real milkshakes from the same gas station, Carmello’s, in a single day; once in the early afternoon, and once late at night.
Once, I told a boy, “I am in high demand,” and he brought it up, later, “Remember when you said you were in high demand?”
and what I meant was, I thought lots of people found my company appreciated
and I could choose a few different parties or just hang out with different varieties of peoples
because I was mostly calm and didn’t take shit from anyone and told everyone how I felt–
well, usually. Because instead of saying, “I’m not interested in your company”
I made excuses for why I couldn’t connect, I said, “I am in high demand.”
Once, I watched a film which took me– police detecting,
infiltration to underground
black markets dealing in
Action and blood in chaos
set against dark surgical headquarters. . .
I barely escape, wounded
through a series of surreal
and Wizard-of-Gore-like events,
identities of organ dealers are revealed,
and I don’t want him to plan his revenge as
I, too, am more of an avant garde art film
than straight horror,
“That movie is pretty much all that I have thought about for the past 12 hours.”
Once, I cut my foot on a razor clam while trying to touch shore in a salted inlet.
Once, I saw a carnival in a mall parking lot, and one at a beach on a lake, and one by a river in southern Michigan…