in a state unlike my own.

ten days at the corner of enormous proportions.
and as it became to be. nothing else was relevant at that time i set my foot off the pedal of despair and missed calls.
time for a tedious count of errands before i could once put a damper on clusterfucking and just get around through astroids of professions.
i never knew the sound of relaxation, only to become an incentive of complication.
was i rewarded with the sound of lights, the brush of twenty degree weather, and an insight of tourist attractions,
oh hell no, five dollars for a damn pepsi?
i'll reward myself with a coke.
merchandise pierced my eyes with a thought of a thin wallet and an empty stomach.
and i'd never even think about transferring pocket money from the people who took it away in the first place.
they don't even have a wells fargo amongst the grid of millions of dollars spent on millions of the corrupt.
i sought to be invisible.
and invincible i was.
i walked among the streets like the cold breeze.
i wanted to breath smoke.
envious wasn't even the word i could speak of.
i couldn't speak of any word that anyone could think of.
i couldn't think of and word that spoke of what i wanted to speak out.
i was a loss of logic.
so.
i let go.

and thank you new york for welcoming me through these 10 days of disillusion and cheap amusement.