|i suppose we should talk about extinction level events.
||[Apr. 18th, 2004|08:50 am]
|||||oh fuck, i don't know.||]|
|||||loch ness family orchastra- clang||]|
mending bones have been the soup of the day lately. for a while it was sort of an unknown- when i got x-rayed for my thumb, my leg, my finger- i didn't know these things were broken. but then my face was sort of right out there in the open. binding metal to bone. now there is my broken toe- mostly better, but still taped to the toe next to it, tied to it like a prisoner in a chain gang. whats next? i feel like i've got floating contructs in my body, alien biomechanics, complexes just waiting to shatter. & my stupid heart- there is a reason they call ribs a cage. its something about the white jackets, i guess.