Journal, Diary, & Blogging / N Solid A
I am sitting here writing as I am. I am writing… afraid to break from the pull. Gravity… a need to permutate. All of my errors in life and verse intact. I am here. One thirty one am… Seasonal Affective Disorder is all in my mind. Anointed ghost mushroom god metabolize my brain. Light. Kill melatonin. Restore my libido. Take me out of this cave. Bring me songs of territory and courtship. Good isn’t form. Its the light that shines through… Everyone with fingers is a hack. I am not stoned. I am merely whole burnt. No really… I just like to indent words with riduculous margins just to watch the lines helplessly curl as they fight the urge to spill off the page. -end transmission-
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A nice narcotic rambling and yes I agree a difficult catagory to critique…but I suppose much like reading a published memoir. I love the last line “I just like to indent words with riduculous margins just to watch the lines helplessly curls as they …”
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To be understood—I don’t quite understand. Journal entry—ok, I can see that. I’ve written things that could only be understood by me. The word of God--I actually really like this criteria-- and I give you a 10, because who could ever possibly understand the word of God. In that respect—it is quite brilliant.
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