Monday, August 10, 2009

Downward on

Bereft and in nostalgia listening to a rebroadcasting of every possible sound bit and beat that struck accord with the world for the two minutes it gave us immediacy and presence, I've finally lifted myself onto my keyboard and off the floor away from the pointless task of looking upwards for the weight of my eyes acting downwards. I've realized its a hefty task searching for nothing. Maybe its that burden that weighs downwards or at least... maybe it ought to cause the weight in my head(if I could make that burden more than a figurative expression). At least maybe this would give me a more satisfying feeling than meaningless action potentials firing inside my head.

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