today was one of those days where i uttered the words 'oh' and 'fuck' so slowly together under my breath every time someone bought into the consumerism ogranism growing beneath the siren's eyes down south of where the dome used to stand. 'oh, fuck' i thought as i watched four hundred and something paper cups get thrown into the trash bins, getting changed and turned and taken away to a dumpster somewhere to rot the planet a little more. i listened to the words roll slowly off my lips and hit the floor with a silent bang, and i watched the planet get buried a little bit more knowing i was helping a great deal. we make it all to go, and it's easier to trash that way. 'shit' i'd mutter a little louder watching the litter line the linoleum floor: leftovers of uneaten lunch and so on pushing the limits of the can liners.
i cannot do this enough to get out, and i cannot do this any longer.
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