outlet Lime Rider bl a th e r is it for now. Listening to music makes me want to sing. I can't. My sister and her boyfriend are making out in the next room, behind a very thin wall. Listening to music makes me want to pick up my guitar and lift my anguish. I can't. So this feeling of unforfillment stays in my heart. This feeling of unforfillment makes me want to meditate. I can't. My headache and tiredness won't allow it. My headache and tredness make me want to sleep. I can't. I just woke up. Blather is it. Why don't I feel whole? 030119 ... pilgrim Inserting the metal fork My body dances to the sixty cycle shuffle. My mind beholds the white light while my hair begins to straighten and singe. I don't remember much after this. The drugs in the E.R. are the best don't you think? 030119 what's it to you? who go blather from