2004-06-28 - 9:53 p.m.
people associate cool with activity..
he's not really cool..and she's not really cool.. what they are doing with you is cool
they are doing absofuckinglutely nothing...
you are having cool feelings
because you're not really cool
and they're not really cool
you're just happy
there is a happenstance going on.. in your current circumstances...a live event is taking place that is providing you with a momentary glance at pleasure's pantyline..
and u took it
and over time it became rad..and awesome emerged from a wet egg shell..and dope cried not long after.. and fresh nursed ..and hella nice crawled..and sick walked.. and the shit spoke..and off the hook grew.. and finally settled into a little warm natural hot spring of cool, tucked into a comfortable crevice of your mouth..
that's where cool came from... although it started long before you ever showed up..
because somebody was happy enough to know that you would be along any day now..
and knowing that a trivial activity would accomodate the cursory breadth of your limited capacity for expression tucked into the coat pocket of one cool person.. per hour.. per designation.. per lifetime.
you felt that cool became more tangible than the very meat of its lanky organs
but the mean and nice set like forever dueling stars toward right and wrong horizons
(and we faced each other to allow our suffocating philosophies to duel... 12 paces.. turn. and write.)
writing is like spending time inside the womb... it's safe until u arrive at the destination 9 months later.. everything is amniotic and flows around itself in a lazy tropical pattern of mixed feelings.. assortments.. edible bits and pieces of you mixed recklessly in the world's cup of wrath..
writing is safe...
it's putting down my pen that worries me. a sentence without moisture is a law without the benefit of vertebrae ..or the regard of heat to the almost invisible grasp of cold.
writing produces mere puddles.. but the periods behind books dredge out vast and great lakes.. that provide the benefit of resistance to few and the comfort of a grave to many..
