July 14th, 2009:
taking
trains across Tokyo, the Yamanote Loop into stagnant heartache, i sit
there waiting for my stop wishing my life was a Murikami novel instead.
i
float through Shibuya and Harajuku on a hot afternoon nameless and
lacking identity. drifting through a crowd of fashionistas and
tastemakers i wonder how much more time i have to kill in Ibaraki
prefecture before i can live again.
i stand bravely in the face of emotional and financial debt to more than one individual or institution.
but knowing that it will never end.
the gnawing sensation that i just don't know...
i just don`t know what to do about it.
but jane says.
that she has never been in love.
and listening to that song about it.
thinking about
tomorrow.
i am still thinking about
tomorrow.
i'm going away.
i will get on that silver bird and fly away to
where i can get my head straight
and wonder why i wander
around so aimlessly
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