Scheduled Maintenance by James @ 12:00 am
I need to replace the rotting boards
on the front porch,
but I probably won’t.
I should fix the sagging siding
as well,
but why bother?
Most of these walls need a coat
of new paint,
but it’s never going to happen.
Not to mention under the house,
pipes and insulation,
that’s way out of my league.
I can take for granted that
this place will stay crappy
and continue to decline
without any help from me.
There’s a comfort in that,
oddly enough.
Everything ages, falls apart
in time.
Speaking of which,
my birthday
is coming up
again.
April 11, 2008
Self Portrait by James @ 12:00 am
Keeping busy seems to keep me at ease
though my natural state is sleep walking
To write and to sing helps me focus and think
in a way that helps make me less crazy
I want to pile it high
but have a rough time
getting started
It may all go unnoticed
and unappreciated
but that’s not what it’s for
That is no motivation
It’s just what I do
A form of expression
When I prefer to talk to myself
April 8, 2008
Mama Cita’s by James @ 12:00 am
The fare of a white people
burrito shop
sits in my gut like a stone.
It’s a funny thing about white people
burrito shops,
their burritos are shaped like stones.
This place was good, not an exception
to the stone rule,
but there were honest-to-goodness
mexicans
working there.
You know…
For credibility.
“Mama Cita’s”, that’s spanish
for “pretty good”, I think.
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