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First Journal Post


2-27-2014



The first entry into Mathew’s new journal is written my me….dictated by Mathew.

Jack Kerouac supposedly vehemtly opposed to rewriting, he said “say what you mean the first time around.”
I don’t agree with that but I imagine that these words will get added to the 1,000s of other words and my words too.
yellow skin - yellow lips - bleeding gums; Mom relays my new color while I sit out on the porch of my Grents (Grandparents) trailer. I have been sick for several months now.
Back in hospital room I nod out probably from the drugs which they have given me. Enough to make Hunter S Thompson proud.
After I have been given morphine by a  smiling nurse if you remember your good Southern manners you’ll nod off a lot and not even realize it.

A wise man who wants to stay away from the pain in the waking world will keep his eyes closed and mutter an incoherent “What?” A foolish man will wake up and answer with a question. Apparently I am both.


White shit
orange piss
vomiting six times a day




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