More action than talk.

I talk a lot about these ideas that swim around in my brain, but rarely do I take action. I am now taking small steps to remedy this. This is the start of the body series I have been yapping about ...

Rummaging through old words.

Jack.

there was a party going on 

none of us were interested 

we aren't interested by much these days 

taking on a very apathetic way of life

it's not spoken of 

but anyone can tell 

from the slumped shoulders to the muted smiles

and 

my skin never feels clean anymore.

human contact has distilled itself 

to a circle on the floor of a back bedroom. 

but this time it's different 

our heads aren't surrounded by a circle of smoke

the lights aren't dim 

sense of entertainment has now become necessity.

a bottle of jack, the few people who care 

welcome fall 

and this place.