tattoo(language warning! 'F' word alert!)

Deaf Right (no) maybe Left squeak crackle let me think this over [E S R E V E R] perhaps tomorrow would be better but then again maybe not and god, the music is fast and i just can't stop writing so i guess maybe this is totally FUCKED (up and down) (and back again) [E S R E V E R] this is NOT what i had in mind at all but wait... (question) this is empty and they say that what you write is what you are and you are what you eat... [CONFUSION FUCKING CONFUSION] i don't eat NOTHING but all i can fucking write is Nothing at all. Alcohol talks in strange ways sometimes. My room is cold and... i got my first TATTOO yesterday.i'll give you a little background information regarding this piece.  i joined the military right after highschool.  i went to advanced individual training in Georgia directly after Basic.  the weekend before heading off to Germany, i got a tattoo.  i was staying in a hotel room (all alone) because most of my classmates had already left for permanent duty station assignments.  i went to a bar for the first time (underage) and had my first REAL encounter with alcohol.  tonight, i found this poem i wrote in the middle of a dance club (bar) and considered it to be interesting.  hmm... so that's all i really have to say about that. Written March 20th, 2002 © on Mar 20 2002 02:45 PM PST   0 • 18 • 10