MELANCHOLY FOLLY3/5/02

The days suck shit

The nights pervade

alone, solemn sweet

myriads of desperate wait

Morrissey's singing soothes the pain

Economy wasted and souls syringed in turmoil

Jobless or job wasted

working in this slummy shithole drugstore makes me jaded and wonder

the slaves I am

working to get a degree much admired and then broken up

waited and still waiting for a year and a few months

debt before me

result of manic spending from post unemployment unspending and then unleashing Lion to spend on things that I had desired when I wasn't working for a long time

Just as bad now a slave to work to pay my dues

No girl to love or loathe

No friends to socialize

Just here in my room under parents' roof

writing bloody awful poetry

Missed the days of my youth yet I am still quite young in my late 20's.

Still no answer Un Information Technology job neo insane blues

The oaths to get MCSE certified after debts collected

I will persist.

But the pain disheveled and the drama is trauma.

Life is shit... for

now....