on the fast track to life _ was thinking
too much thinking; pondering meanings of -- destination
wondering if _ was ever supposed to be where _'m headed
never theorizing that _ was in control.
_ was discussing the meanings of -- aspirations
with no one in particular, you to be exact.
_ suppose that life was deeming itself as it's own
trembling point of view; too afraid to make a proclamation
too afraid to commit to -- existance.

we are a posessive,
we as a collective.
we is posessive, we is the only idea that
compells -- to think outside of paramaters.
and it is this notion that lead -- to learn
_ was coming up just as everyone had expected;
indefinite, rouge like, whereas you
are slowly drawing me into -- box of ponderance
coming up with theories about this living
one in particular, catching up with -- outlook:
the fast track to the end of life is not
a gun
a pill
a tear
a scar

it is having a blank face. it is
having no we.
it is a lack of identity.

that said, _ am gone.

07/05/2003

Posted on 07/06/2003
Copyright © 2025 Andrew S Adams