it eats you alive

evila uoy stae ti

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I can say that there is nothing more pleasant than the intense sensation of tingling. The tingling is what i remember, it helped me closer to the sun father. Are we men? What are we, synapses wired into circuits and the infinite dark expanse. The dark expanse, being pulled through numbers up to the red. If that is not being eaten, involved in a digestive process, what is?

pulling out of the drive back then, fresh sawdust and oil. Vinyl cabinets, wires all ready to go, transistors in the trunk, and I wove down the suburban streets as the sprinklers whirred and the sky was blue overhead. I remember back then they had a nice cafe downtown, secluded. I went down there. Hopped out of the truck, down to get a bagel. College kids all around. I aspired to be one of them, sure dad had given me a truck, most of these kids got around on foot or used the bus, but I felt inferior around them. I suppose that's been my life, huh? Kyle's cooler than me, Jen's cooler than me, I just sit around, wait for things to happen, to validate my existence, and I have nothing to show for it but a box of transistors and a cream cheese stain on my lapel. I needed some excitement in my life.