swimming in circles under ice

[lapsedmodernist]

spent the whole day under my comforter, reading poetry by killarney clary, an obscure contemporary poet from california, who writes the most amazing, unique, disaffected poetry i have ever read. she was a big influence on me in college.
i feel too unmotivated to move. i have to clean my room before claire gets here tomorrow.
i wish there were instruments to measure how good of a person you are.
well, i guess that's what catholicism is for.