homeless and yellow 1

I'm homeless. I've got no place to go. I ran away from home. I ran away from friends. I was just sick of them. I did not know what to do. When my Korean girlfriend committed suicide because someone raped her, I just left. No place to go. Nothing to know, just infinite sadness pregnant inside of me. I must confess, I am deeply broken inside. I feel completely paralyzed, but I must go on, but can I? I just don't know.

I live under a bridge. I've made a makeshift room out of boxes and garbage bags. Booze warms me up. I piss when I want and shit where I want. Outside is the bathroom, the open bathroom. I color the whole world yellow when I piss. It makes me feel real fucking good.

There are some other homeless guys living near me, but I keep away from them. After all, I still got my Korean pride. I've managed to make a fishing stick with a branch and some line. I read newspapers that have been thrown away to the wind. I love it here. No one telling me what to do and no one comparing me with anyone else. Oh, I got to tell you. I got my girlfriend pregnant when I was 15. She just wanted a kid and she wanted to move somewhere we could be free. We could even become celebrities or something, escape from our culture of stifling conformity. It was not meant to be though and the baby was aborted.