Japonaise

Good.

Where am I supposed to find myself in that word?
Good that I survived an event that blows my mind.
Good that I still wonder if I'm HIV+?
That I wonder if the choices I made for myself in my life make sense?

I FOUND THEM AND I MADE THEM BREAK MY HEART...
eternally stuck in a 20something void that gives me access to making horrible decisions based on lust.

My real name is four letters long and doesn't rhyme with good at all.

And now I'm stuck listening to drunk people argue the merits of the word faggot in different languages outside my window.

Faggot suits me fine, like a horribly amazing Genet dream I never realised was my life.

And it's good I survived an anti-climatic environmental shit storm...

if only to write another posting.

- from the desk of S.C. Browne.