Seventeenth February.
Bro isn’t looking where he’s going and hits
an underground power cable in his
Cessna 300 so when I wake up I
just swallow a caffeine pill instead of
coffee. Open
the fridge throw my meat in
my messenger bag to leave in the freezer at
work in Feminist Studies. Get on
my bike, past the groundfloor
window of my Canadian drugdealer
housemate and he loves his laptop he’s
sitting in
front of it, blinds down elbow on the desk chin
on his hand looking glum at the
screen all
dark.
Lights all out on El Camino the ride
to campus is easy I’m early for
work.Stanford has
power.
4 comments:
'throw my meat in'
heh heh heh
sry for this, I have nothing valuable to contribute
@stinson: for some reason I have been thinking about the Camino de Santiago lately. I think we should go when we have the money and time to take a month off of work.
You probably don't think this is a good idea because you don't have "obsession with d. Whitson" issues to deal with. I've been dealing with those issues ever since Spain and I'll deal with them for the rest of my life. I also know you aren't as partial as I am to waking up at 4:00 AM in order to wander around long distances for "no good reason". But the Camino is cheap, it's easy to stay out of trouble if you don't speak Spanish, and it's super chill.
P.S. they have bread and lots of salami and pretty good cheese
jesus
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