woke up to the listening
of more sands than candles
in diligently slit-bright
rooms- to a lonliness brash
with arrogance and laughter.
'not in this space, not in
this time, will the learning
curve present itself to you
so easily.' I dream of university,
college, something.. anything
stimulating cerebral cortex that
isn't submission as a wage slave..
student debt: perhaps a lesser of
two evils? gonna have to wait now.
gonna have to buckle in and watch
the sun shine from a lonely Fromm
book as I contemplate the truth
to Jung's idea that 'depression
is a sign of your leaving your
chosen path.' save me..

numerology?