avowal for jargon...

I wrote this weeks ago. I edited it a few times. I'm only submitting this because I put effort into it, or at least what I thought was effort. I tried something I've never done before, as this is terribly disconnected from any sense of a real message and mostly just an instant glimpse of what was at the time. I attempted to let my brain feed words to Notepad as I let everything else attend to the atmosphere. I was in the living room, on the floor in front of the TV with my laptop on my lap. It was very dark outside, and the flicker of the Olympics in Beijing, muted, was all the light inside. And just loud music. It didn't matter what it was as long as it was loud. And then I left adrift in my thoughts. Free and flowing.

I think right now that if I were to write, you know, real poetry, I'd end up with a lot of cryptic apology letters. I assume a lot would be to myself, but I've done a lot of shit to other people. I'm uncomfortable knowing that I've been a horrible person at times. I've apologized to them for I assume every wrongful thing I've done to them with acceptance in return. However, I owe myself some unsaid apologies as well. I think this one might be.

Edit: How I wish I could get this to display correctly. I've attempted to align things nearest their proper position, but it looks terrible and probably doesn't display the same cross-browser. I wish we could use tabs. document.write("\t"); The preview image seems to be defined to 300px wide, thus making a disaster of my other attempt to remedy. I guess I'll just have to rely on the power in the words to overcome the sight of them.