(0146) tremors unseen

a monument of dishonesty breaks between the former self and the plagues of future parasites attached to the cerebral cortex. i dream of a summer heat wave blistering throughout my mind, and all i grasp are a few pennies that had been lost in the back of my head. i decide i'll leave them there for now. one memory has been eroded, and another has been reignited. the streets are quiet but cause my car to make unfamiliar sounds. things will probably fall apart soon.

her smile drives out demons, and i don't know how to express any sense of gratitude so i just smile back. we both leave and go our own separate ways. tremors unseen and footprints wiped clean. alcohol just gets in the way. when my body stops working, i'll be more alive than ever. you can believe what you want to believe, but your god is just a figment of your imagination, and i'm only a product of human nature... and my tongue is a bit twisted, but my tears are wholly innocent. i stay calm because there is nothing at all to worry about. nothing.