9/14/07

[Bloody Anus]

28 years ago today to the minute (3:48pm EST), the city of Manhasset sat in a gray cold wet embrace. Daylight seemed apprehensive beneath the slate of flesh. The streets are quiet. I exit the womb, two weeks prematurely, stepping over the stomach organs that lay around my only possible exit. I shake my head with the realization that I probably shouldn't be alive. Eight and a half months of nonstop exposure to tobacco and THC have produced a 6 lb, 4 oz, 20" creature that has all the characteristics of a human being. But there was something missing...an emptiness in its eyes, in its soul. Is it the constant tobacco and THC intake? Is it simply genetics? Or is it a combination of the two that has created this shell of a human being? Whatever the case, one thing is clear...



Yeah, I don't really know where I was going with this. I got nothing.