03.

not to share? this sitting in a lobby, head on a constant swivel for a familiar face [to avoid]? what becomes poetic about that? is it the desire and near stress that i won't be able to write this information down? the fact that i won't be able to read a newly borrowed graphic novel by alan moore? is it that my utter lack of skill at small talk will finally be revealed? question 2. WHAT IS AWKWARD ANYMORE? we're all alright. the internet erased us all. we're all the very same no one. and then there are those that have mastered the ability to ignore their own anonymity and burst outwardly in a talkative stream of value and also lack of value. but the air is filled where it wasn't before.

third album: balance and composure's separation.

point being. is ALL/ANY of the above worth setting a book aside for? paper? ink? thought? drop the concept of "what is the point" or even ignore the existence of ANY "point". everything becomes unattainable islands. again. as desperately as we seek an attainable, all encompassing pangaea to fit our