it's funny like "ha-ha" cause i can't remember ever writing that last blog, man:

there's a cloud over grand rapids. its been overcast! since the day we set foot down in this city. we placed our bags and belongings in their respectable spaces and moved forth. today, i find myself pondering the clouds, in my head, in the air, i have a hard time separating the two, even when i'm indoors. my eyes are blurry and covered with layers of dust from a poorly maintained room (the dust gathers in my eyes when i sleep). plus i miss this girl.

but, all is well, right? i tell myself that, and that makes me okay. i look forward to the future in my home. it will be balancing.

skywalker. revolver stalker. removing myself in jabawawkee sherwalter.
speaking of nonsense, i'm immenous and repressed
separating two worlds with net thread and a fence.

speechless for success because what the words say in my head
a dreamscape of cheesed out methamphatmines of death
breath upon relation of the first
the foundation
breaking pattern function fiction in this catastrophic equation
a mathematic education in angle formation
is causing debatin' and has everyone waitin'
so waste him.

bright lights: jwm