Sunday, January 10, 2010

...on lightheadedness

my head was frozen from the walk from the garage.

got a cup of coffee and a few minutes of warmth at the coffee-a-teria.

as the bastard stepped back out into the cold night air I felt the slip.

the fuzziness.

the brief notion that your head was swimming through aspic.

I briefly thought on the allergy medicine and the dizzyness associated with it and made a deal with myself.

if you stay away from the platform's edge, i promise not to fall.


it sucks getting old.

—the bastard

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