...BOLTS IN MY BRAIN.
defying the limits of a forgotten verse.
my eyes are disintegrating, saving me from what is to be seen.
playing on the idea of countless slurs.....
things don't flow for others as they do I.
winding down the windless hallways
screaming to the help.
Bothering my soul. the dolls pound on my chair.
NO!
her head is a nest with 15 yellow eggs enclosed.
sunny side up, or scrambles. as her teeth fell to the floor.
How can i be of help to you.beautiful boy?
frosting the grass with ecstasy i bend like a card.
Open me i say.read you what i think.
i plead you to care.
fairness is for redheads.
freckles are for bananas.
cry me not a river but an ocean so i can escape this decrepit sanctuary.
dying as i come to life.
i realize.idon'tneed.
my life will wind.condemned in myself. i thrive.
When you sit back and try to think about how to explain your life, things get
blurry. I've been living this life for 24 years.. Many things have
contributed to my inner sense and outer shell. Letting ideas run through my
fingers and into someone else’s thoughts is bizarre and so, so exciting.
You can find me sitting in the window of this huge world. Observing,
participating and growing in it. Never say never.
