i'm rattled folks. it rains in my house. i read about another death of a cyclist. obomba killed more citizens in pakistan this morning. i lost my mother's number. i cry but then my eyes are seared. the thug below clanged at 4 a.m. my future contains no feminine meaning.

i was thinking about that last phrase. i was going to delete it from embarrassment, then i thought on a walk maybe i will miss the specific but glean the spirit.