I live down here, in the low tide of human experience.
You walk through the world trying to stay clean. You hold your breath near dumpsters. You use a paper towel to touch the gas pump. filthy pov
I am not dirty because I am lazy. I am dirty because I am present . The world is a wet, leaking, sweating, shedding organism, and I am not afraid to roll around in it. Your sterile bubble will pop eventually. Mine is already popped. I am already wet, already stained, already smelling faintly of yesterday’s fried onions and today’s hopelessness. I live down here, in the low tide of human experience
But here’s the secret they don't tell you: Filth is honest. I live down here
I lick my finger to turn the page.