from youth—
people being interested in me outside of family members doing and saying family things.
then formative adolescence: most interaction was either to make fun or find fault or do harm.
i don’t understand strangers approaching me.
what are you getting at?
whats the catch?
—- look at them go. instead of being finished say something about something
.connect to the internet.
connection established**
the one taking who talks fast like on coke goes out to smoke.
wears a shirt, t-shirt black, graphic on front with red sun and some cartoon characters
—- i become surprised when people arent using me. when that’s not coming around.
— there are many people smiling here in echo park.
many of them, i suppose, have a lot to talk about, or at least a lot to say.
i can barely lift my head, i can barely open my eyes.
i can barely stay alive.
that doesn’t say much for thriving.
striving is not the same thriving.
— i stopped using the word “i’ in my youth.
— i can barely poem my eyes.
— i’m really hardcore. i had bareback sex in my car with a person i had met 10 minutes beforehand in a cafe. he was argentinian. he said “i cum for you”. i wanted to lap it up but that was crossing the line for me at the time.
— continuity to life? whats the score?