Again with the Stream-of-Consciousness

canceled out like baseball in the rain the crowds walk away dissatisfied but it is a dissatisfaction tempered by understanding we all know that man has no power over the weather walk away walk away just wet enough to be uncomfortable and searching for something to fill the newly formed gap too many people and I am just as uncomfortable even though I am dry sleep beside the industrial furnace in a log cabin lying on hard packed dirt it can be surprisingly conducive to sleep or maybe its that i'm so damn tired that i'll lay down a foot from certain death and enjoy it