yesterday the cold rain
left my feet bloodlessly white. though
no rain it was repeated today

list of things i drove today:
accord, duke, voltage,
es5, lawnmower

corpses spred in front
of me, but i know the
battle ain't won yet

there is no surprise
when i wake up
to another cold day

the stillness of sleep
leaves me unprotected
to the cold

fed up on nausea,
but too disciplined
to puke

in disbelief, but
without pain i watch the blood
drop out of the wound

i'm looking for ways
to make my myself
unattractive for mosquitoes

among all those people with
umbrellas, the girl hiding
under milkbars is an eyecatcher

reality is the
fear media inflicts
on people