Saturday, May 19, 2012

awake to what i am.



You can't always avoid reflective surfaces.

Trying to avoide seeing yourself alone.

I always seem to catch a glimpse..

He seems so fucking sad.


Oh.


That's me.


Just another fat man pining

away and crying late into the night

for his own Marilyn Monroe..


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