Aug 24, 2004 01:26
it's 1:26
a.m.
inhaling warmth to clear my mind
cold toes on the concrete
sleep is death light
just one calorie
not dead enough
the times I feel the need to have conversations always comes at the most inappropriate of times.
most of them between 11pm and 4am.
most alone when the hours are raw. reality only exists in that time frame. it has such a tone that just resonates, reverberates through you and your surrounding space. time. being.
tremoring limbs don't seem out of place.