Miasma

i've taken up drinking. talking to a wall. a wall of confusions. delusions. agitations. in depth analyzation. sadness. the word of the day of blight. smite? a worldly glorious delight. she sits in one spot gladly staring into a face a face a face a face a face. the face with eyes. with mouth. with mystery with with depth long gone. wonders what it is like? why not? why so? why anyway? ever? why. because! because! the face replies showing her dismay and assemblage she thought she had, but inferiority takes over like a raging baboon over her young. her young. their youth the youth of questions and no answers the youth of mirrors the face and the ass tonight she too like me will take up drinking away from confused questions questions not even formulated. a blank. a language vacation. start with an adjective she ponders an adjective a simili of nouns [auto correct interjections correcting her created words. the fascism!] going over the past before the word of written words a word? a word. !!!!! flee !!!!!!!!! she flew melted into a word