Cofusion reigns supreme, and where I have heard that one before raises a question mark in this dingy hotel room. The cigarette ashes coat my throat as I sneeze prematurely four times, systematically. I've got channels three, six , ten and HBO. (as if the HBO makes up for this lack of cable.) I'm currently residing at an over- priced Best Western in the Center of the City. About 140$ per -night. I haven't slept for two and a half days. The paranoia is setting in strong, ?The impact of the walls are having a stale supernatural effect upon my narrow eyeballs. I get under the covers naked but I am not cold nor hot. I see a crack throught the day -time curtains. This increases my fear of the living . These people work and obey bodily functions, Who are these people?, and more importantly, Who do they think they are?
I checked in at about 12:13 A.M. this morning. The woman at the desk was indefferent enough about my arrival. I came in drenched from the rain. (simple enough, hmmm.) I need another pair of clothes. And I'm having a hard time finding the drugs I've hidden under the mattress. Today will be the day I'll be forced to relocate to the unkind dismal part of the city, where a man can't walk down the street without being harrassed by the impulsive youthful hoodlums that drool and stare too long. And why do they all think I am rich? the ignorant rascist punks.
It was every other Thursday, My favorite second Thursday of the month. The day I went to see the Quack. The middle - aged man driving. I think Roy was his name, always had a simple demeanor. I special way of minimalizing my paranoia and problems, he would say, " so you feel like a cue-ball walkin' round there don't ya pollock"?
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