maryland......
degrading, incessant, stupid jerk of my heart. he lives in a hole. a hole he dug in the middle of my depth and carried his shallowness with him. his pick ax leaning up against the wall of my atrium with his deep red jacket hung on it. as he leans over a table in my main chamber...sitting on a chair with mock dignity. his eyes closed....as he soaks up his wonderfulness and my emptiness. he inhales through his thick nostrils a glorious breath and tilts back in his chair. his face dirty with coal around his eyes, and his thick lips curl to a grin. then he slowly opens his sight and as he begins to breathe out he breaks into laughter. and can't stop. isn't he wonderful? his filthy countenance offset by his hysteria. then he stops......fades out. his chair falls back to four legs and for no apparent reason he just sits. the wall blanks his mind. the room blurs and for a time that is unmeasureable he is nowhere. he sits there, but his mind is nowhere, gone, abandoned in worthless wondering......and he drifts......he flashes back to existence and sees his walls coming closer. his world facing him. he raises an eyebrow as to how and why......then drowns in dry thought as a smile places my face.
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