today.

I stood in front of my window

looking out across the grey sky as it rained

my flannel shirt still damp from walking through the rain

or perhaps simply dank from the fact that

i've been wearing it for the past three days.

i stood looking out from the third floor

slowly eating chili and drinking milk from a quart

with a straw that I had taped to the carton

so that it wouldn't drop into the milk

so i wouldn't have to fish it out with my fingers.

and i just thought

like

goddamn

this is the most beautiful moment of the month.

don't want no meat

for some reason lately,
i have had the meatloaf song
where he goes
well i would do anything for love
but i won't do that
in my head.

well, actually not the whole song
i've really only had the part
where he goes
well i would do anything for love
but i won't do that
in my head.

so i have no idea what
"that" is.

but my logical conclusion is that its something like this.

we are all made of cars

today i walked out of whole foods
with an overpriced music magazine
under my arm. even though this act
of theft was accidental it made me
feel so fucking satisfied. now that
i am done with my work i think that
i will go and read it in public and
pretend to not care about caring not
to care.