trying to utilize

So after yesterday
i'm just going to have to follow the
meaning of the ink that I have on my ribs again.
I guess next time i'll have to get letters sunk into my skin
somewhere where my eyes can more easily read them.
Lettin' it be because i'm not going to let it be my issue.

Also, these strange dreams I keep on having just are getting more powerful.
Either I or someone close to me have something very huge coming their way quite soon.
Not so sure it may come off as quite the best thing either. Then again some of the best things
are always first disguised as not so great things, right?

These letters that tumble into my mouth from my brain
that fall out to try and land into words have proven to be too skilled.
They seem to have even outsmarted me personally. Is that possible?
Oh yes because anything is.
These letters that try to form words cannot even form understandable thoughts anymore.
There is just so much being processed.
Like a clip from traveling in time. Either into the future or into the past.
It's easier lately to not say anything at all.
Or to say things in little pieces at different places of when the universe is expanding.



I got side tracked with trying to pour thoughts out elsewhere.
  l&gv

Quarter After Eight.

. . .and I just don't want it to be 

                                Too Late.

Then again, maybe a certain string of events should be in effect in order to open some eyelids to the truth. 

                  Also, Today has truly not been that nice to me. 

                         Not as sincere as the universe usually is to me anyways.

                              But I know things could always be much worst
                                         And I do realize that I'm Lucky.

Fail.

Are they more angered by the fact that I've broken expectations or is it because I may have just unveiled one of my worst secrets?  Hm...