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The Usual Bad
(album: Half Fiction)
awake and pacing, preoccupied by the clattering trays, stuck in a daze by the fuzzy ceiling radio and rusty hangings that say, "you love us because we love you. p.s. did i mention there is nothing else we can do?" what´s there to say? what´s there to do with four kids at home and a husband that drops by every couple of days? what´s there to think when there´s plenty to forget? it´s all about numbing the senses, never getting visibly upset. well, maybe you´re right. maybe it´s like this everywhere but that´s no reason not to leave, just go anywhere, just get out of here. you´ve been here too long. we don´t mind these awful uniforms. we smile when they touch us in the back room. we laugh at their sick jokes and curse them under our breaths...act like we don´t know they´re standing too close, but any close is too close. always saying, "that one was a close call." awake, and pacing. preoccupied. fuzzy feeling inside. blowing smoke and dodging looks and cursing jokes. well i am visibly upset.
