gloomy tuesday

i type today's entry in all lower-case letters because my soul is black and gloomy like hudson river sludge. i recoil from the sunlight but it's heat finds me and makes me suffer like an undead turkey sweating in your thanksgiving oven. woe is me.

yesterday i urinated in a clear plastic container. they wanted to know that my body and soul was free of earthly toxins. the test can't possibly show the black rotten apple core that doubles for my spine. they can't possibly discover the stench of sorrow burrowing up through my skin like tenacious maggots. they just can't.

i can't imagine what earthly force dragged me here. i see no-one to finger. my friends and associates are better than ever. my prospects bright, like a shit-smeared rainbow. i gotta wear shades.

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