2007-11-01
static
I am white noise, a wandering patch of static.
There was a big Halloween party in my office yesterday. I avoided the hell out of it. Did not go up there for even a drink. Co-workers asked me why I didn't wear a costume. What these people don't understand is that I put on a mask every time I leave this room. And I guess absence and evasion are costumes, too. Favorites of mine. I am that blurry patch in photographs that don't quite turn out. I am that empty room people rush past without looking in. I am that cold spot behind the wall the dogs are always barking at. |