Sunday, February 27, 2011

Gestalt

Gestalt
winter
Wolves bane enters the area then stops the red phone in front of the Glass no notice given to him no hurry from the people in the room the time they seem given to be doing is the gloom they sense victory the thrill of agony of others they sense my own defeat the looking Glass is looking back to my reflection full of grief for eye loved Elizabeth Taylor. But she never knoe it she did never knoe eye was ever on this Earth. Now eye am Victoria’s secret in her garden yes eye did. The Nurse looked so surprised that eye was homeless she took me by surprise when she asked me what eye needed she must have been going to work eye was lucky now. The person behind the phone entrance never moved once. The intern on the computor finally looked up annoyed. We do not help the homeless here he told me gleefully iff you try to sit here overnight Security will come to get you out. The Nurse was nicer but the result the same thing you knoe she was telling me we used to let homeless people sit in here but they trashed out the place. The Security Guard outside told me no we do not help homeless people here but we send them somewhere else. SO eye almost ran Way the hurry off to get Way to go back to my poor blanket's to my survival on the street. Eye picked up one old sock eye found on the sidewalk there the evidence of others of my kind seeking shelter from the freezing cold. But finding none. To the Emergency Hospital entrances. PPS eye had been sent there from the friend who assured me they were taking people inn to keep the poor people on the street from freezing it seems the poor joke to play on such the person eye feel so helpless when eye trust someone only to go then find its nothing of the kind for certain its the letdown.

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