Monday, September 17, 2007
Stream of Consciousness
Crazy, confused women door trash went to the store. Building we all McDonald's cheese food light car. Professors in all the classes. I wore a Du-rag in the darkness with all black. Lonely, waiting for a chick to bone me. Stairs room card papers and long lines. Frustration, money in big bundles. Rain wanting more out of life. My family I miss. Business class drugs intoxicated, high. Late night Internet. I don't hang out streetlights classrooms. Keep to myself.
That is my stream. I've been interested in the subject for quite a while, so I decided to try it out. I plan to study deeper and read up on it more.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment