clutter
Sunday, November 22, 2009 (17:53:24)

Posted by horatio

Clutter in my mental gutter the backpressure finally builds up and comes crashing over the vinyl walls meant to keep everything in working order but this diluge is too much for restraint too many summers and too many falls of leaves and decayed mental matter has gathered in mt house of usher and now the maddness is growing louder than any crow of Poe or rattling bars of yellow wallpaper cages

    Somewhere a man is praying and Leviathan is laughing laughing at the absurdness of the world the depth of the oceans darkness and the shimmer of decadent moonlight refracting like diamonds on its oil slicked surface
      I discovered recently that the fuzzy floor which I had for so long now been rubbing my toes on was actually an accumulation of dirty socks and hairballs pretending to be a rug for the sack of discordant playfulness but i can't really feel too upset about it as I suspect I would have done the same in their place although I am sure I would have eaten at least a few of the books left on the floor like snacks for floor snakes sliding amongst the dark cracks and folded paper gaps
        But now that the shine of the waxed wood floor has been restored in all of its glory i see the dark shadows creeping back and forth across the floor of my moonlight room and i wonder if they were always there hiding between the books and dirty socks plotting a silent coup against academic pretensions and theoretical investigations into the essence of sense or the sense of the se or the e of y-e-s like si


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