another_incognito_night squint frozen vision tries in vain to penetrate too much darkness another incognito night wearing dawn as an early excuse to buckle down and deny my rest affter all my effete effort. the sun plays with my dreams now so real can't tell day from night I always need a flashlight. all i see is this one small beam revealing so little batteries low and the light is fading I still trip over unseen entities who glower at my apologies and nobody is around to kiss it and make it better when i fall and all anyone else sees is the lost value of plastic novelty things that fell to the ground when i tried to avoid my crash. like blood staining the carpet when I bleed to death in front of you, "oh shit that carpet cost so much, get the fuck off!" hey, anything is valued above me.... 020708 ... phil I don't value you? I can't decide what is better to say. I value you squint. 020708 ... squint no mr.phil i hope that was sarcasm... what I've gathered from the blathes directed at me from you is you really really don't like me. and give me no value. maybe a teensie bit, but nothing worth mentioning. Not a "dis"...I do like your writing... Just how I feel and my disbeleif in writing. so hsdkebfduygfhebc6ua. 020708 what's it to you? who go blather from