excess

From arts

things to do on a weekend:

seeing a show

enjoying a fine brew

running into good friends


things to avoid overdoing:

enjoying a fine brew.

(there was vomit all over my pant leg)

out.

i am vomiting everything that has ever been me.

another day older and deeper in debt

It is something past one am.
I am now home from work.
I work to make money.

Money sustains my many vices.
Music, beer, education.
No particular order.

A few years ago the thickest callouses I had were on my feet.
My toes are soft.
Scar tissue builds itself elsewhere.

I took a trip today.
I shaved my scruff.
I took out my plugs.
I removed my lip ring.

The sidewalk holds patches of ice from the week-old snow.
The air is brisk but I wore a hat.
Also mittens.

The same ten blocks to work.
Eclectic houses.
Leafless trees.
Hydrants.

I used to think curry at the mall was excess.
I serve a cut of beef priced at fifty dollars.
(Before tax).

Off the coat.
Off the hat.
Off the mittens.

I swore at my boss tonight.
I smacked my elbow on a chair.
I called a customer a cunt in my head.

This all seems unsustainable.

This lifestyle.

batteries+smoke

The batteries in my clock have gone to be with the Lord.
At 8:45 it was 5:30.
At 9:15 I am 45 minutes late for class.
That house show last Saturday made my hoodie (gray) smell like smoke.
And I missed breakfast.