patrickpants

these are my things:
black shoes I used to wear
undawears
papers from school
japanese kanji cards
cranium: WOW YOU’RE GOOD edition
plastic sack filled with pants
cables
a quarter! gots to pick that up!
wrappers
a few cups
more cables
nyquil
wii accessories
yooooookoso text book
more plastic
writing utensils
more books
pillow cases
go board
lamp
lite brite
etc!

green grass and the glasses on my face are like bored and tired. my eyes are closed, and I can still see that crude house. four doors, no windows. a sheep to the left, air to the right.

where did it go? a neon sign is trying to sell shapes, but I lose interest. there are vehicles and machines here, but they are all strange. I’ve never seen them before.

they look old.

their purpose? I like it.

toilet paper? a glove? where are these items coming from? I blame the bivalve.
(I am not a bivalve.)

indents are taking over. I miss the first picture… where did that home go? I guess I lost it between the blades of grass. alright, alright, I let it go. but only for a little while.

it’s not something I can lose forever.

this chandelier has crystals decorating it’s demeanor. I don’t like its attitude, some people notice, but most don’t. I notice. this chandelier is a prude.

goodbye.