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2005-02-21 - 3:31 p.m.

inadequacy


Don't feel like home. Ease a little out.
And all these words alone is nothing like your poem.
Putting in and putting in. Don't feel like methadone.
A scratching voice all alone. It's nothing like your baritone.
It's nothing as it seems. The little that he needs. It's home.
The little that he sees. Is nothing he concedes. It's home.
One uninvited chromosome. A blanket like the ozone.
It's nothing as it seems. All that he needs. It's home.
The little that he frees is nothing he believes.
Saving up for some day. Something maybe two tone.
Anything of his own. A chip off the corner stone.
Who's kidding? Rainy day. A one way ticket headstone.
Occupations overthrown. Whispered through a megaphone.
It's nothing as it seems. The little that he needs. It's home.
The little that he sees is nothing he concedes. It's home.
And all that he frees. A little bit of sleep. It's home.
It's nothing as it seems. The little that you see it's home.

-Pearl Jam, "Nothing As It Seems"

I'm working on a paper that's due in an hour...it's only a first draft, but it isn't going to be up to snuff. I hate turning in something that doesn't show my personal style and take on a subject, and this doesn't at the moment. I have a thousand things I could say on the difference of Obligation and Loyalty, and the choice to make between them, but alas, that would be distinguished as rhetorical flourish.

Goddamn, I can't wait to get this class done so I can exercise my mind. Please god, let an interesting assignment come along. And Pearl Jam is the shit. Period, end of story.

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