Apr 30, 2005 19:00
And it won't go away all I can do is ignore it I'm popping aspirin like it's Adderall. The behemoth invasion sucks up the electrons and pumps them into my stomach, nausea electrocuting my sides, unpleasant as your poking my sides was pleasant. Memory and love have ganged up on me and I want to eat the mud, suffocate just so I don't have to face up in a world so sunny-side goddamn down.
My nails are jagged my wrist is flopping and my heart's an epilectic caterpillar. My choices are to love in vain (and accept all the fear and regret sure to accompany), or ignore the feelings as I did last month, or force myself to forget his existence.
But I'm stuck on love, it's stuck on me, smelly bubble gum clinging to the sole. Plastic burns. Acrid smoke curls around ring-less fingers. Trees un-hewn, promises unkept, dreadlocks unkempt. I unravel every other second.