Thursday, December 16, 2010

i stil smoke cigarettes

my scar is over a year old.
the best year of my life.

if i am staring off into space i am mostly praying.

a year to the hour after i was coming out of surgery
i was stopped by a funeral procession.
a long line of cars
not for me
still.

i coulda died but instead i didn't
you're still the best idea i ever had, Max

we all make the decisions we can't resist around here.
if you aren't home yet you are chicken