go blind.

to the batcave!

Wednesday, August 04, 2004

I miss high school. Sometimes I get really upset when I realize how distant each of us has become. I donâ€™t even recall the last time I had the chance to talk with Dick. Earlier today I had a chance to chat with Jethro through YM. He now lives in Canada. We talked about high school and all the stupid things we did back then. We both miss those days. I remember recess. Weâ€™d always sit on the bleachers and just laugh about everything. It was fun. His winamp was set to â€œauto-repeatâ€� playing shimmer by fuel. It was dickâ€™s favorite song.

"too far away for me to hold...
too far away for me to hold...
guess Iâ€™ll let it go..."

I realized how depressing the song really was. The whole thought of it gave me a shlumpy mood. I wanted to just lie down and remember every detail, or re-live it if possible. I could only wish...

So I ran off to the mall.

To the batcave!

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and then there was me.
an ambitious kid wandering alone in this train wreck called life.
fascinated by inanimate things and dastardly gaps in time.
wondering why the possibility of finding happiness
seems as slim a chance as finding penguins in the dessert.
he laughs.
laughs in mockery. laughs in fear. laughs in anger.
but his favorite laughter is that which hides the gloom
which has evolved from being an acquaintance to an intimate friend.
such is the demise of an observer trapped inside a toppled box.
ensconced inside a niche of shadows,
he laughs aloud just to drown the deafening silence

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