Eat This McKinley - I Sing The Body Electric
Channel: Freethinkingaway
Date: 05/07/2012

In a window that cut a frame out of the sky, branches overlaid the gray canvas that had become the backdrop of the era of modern man. i can barely breathe, i'd like to blame it on pollution, but that would just be a copout for realizing these emotions. i can barely breathe but its because of other things. am i overwhelmed? is this fascination or is it disillusionment? or is it dissatisfaction? we, we run on in, into a night, characterized by the size of throng around us stomping feet, dancing bodies, 40 echoing screams. in a basement where we sang our favorite songs, we stood up right, knew that we were sure we never needed anymore than this, screaming loudly as we held up our fists. and guitar strings have become cigarettes for me. these open chords are power chords that haunt. and my god i hope i live a long real life; and god, i hope i put up a goddamn fight, and god i hope there's something for me on the other side of this goddamn fucking life.