Mannequin

I was searching through old school stuff tonight, just sorting through what i dont need and what i may want to hold on to. I came across my book of poems from an english 33 creative writing class I took first semester this past year.
To be honest, I was neither impressed or depressed by any of the poems I read through from my final assignment, but i was able to read one that spoke to me in that moment.

I am the antihero, 'prufrock' standing
These glass mirrors separate us from what could be, and what may be
Always one step behind
Always blind leading blind
Though the days are still cluttered
Ill remind him again
This horrible trend means your losing a friend

Its short, but it got out what i needed to get out. I love the subtleness of poetry. You can share as much as you want to your self while. at the same time only allowing the reader to understand a fraction.
I think i may start writing again.

Went to see Scanner Darkly tonight with some friends. It was a good watch, i definitely recommend it.
The weeks are becoming harder to endure. work is monotonous and my head wanders far too much, but at the same time, i worry for what the fall brings. I feel a hermit phase coming on.
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