busstop unhinged it was cold and windy and grey and she glared at me for polluting her air with my cigarette even though i wasn't standing in the shelter far from it actually letting the cold wind batter me she had a red hat on a boy with a pierced lip crossed the street to stand inside the shelter with her it looked like he wanted to say something to her but she had the scared look that most indian women do when they venture out into public alone and the boy with the pierced lip quickly looked down at his chucks standing inside the busstop shelter that really didn't do much of anything to stop the wind and the cold that close to the lake and they both glared at me for polluting their air maybe the boy with the pierced lip was envious of my smoke he had a hood covering his head from a hoodie sweatshirt hidden underneath his coat i stood there with nothing on my head my hair pulled back small pieces being batted around in front of my face by the wind waiting for the bus i try not to look people in the face it makes them uncomfortable 050319 ... mon uow a lane, two trees, a sign stapled on one and a piece of wood stuck between the two trees and always leaves or snow rain or sun 050319 ... unhinged fill me with dread now. i look up so i can see him if he's coming. i saw someone suspiciously like him and smelled grape blunts and crossed the street before he could stop me and try to talk to me. i still feel haunted, especially near work. or waiting on the corner of russell and kinnickinnic on the south side, drunk. sometimes they honk. or sometimes they crane their necks like giraffes and even turn around and drive back the other way to look again. i did look hot tonight. it's oddly flattering. 080911 ... unhinged when i first knew you your dad still alive dragged you home after he died atmosphere a friend of mine tried to kill himself to the same song contemplate my departure date ( apparently my only guarantee is a walk_away ) the only guarantee in life is a life worth dying for cause death don't wait for no one it's sitting on your front door southside busstop atmosphere where i used to live eastside atmosphere 100325 what's it to you? who go blather from