December 2007
2 posts
nuts
stepped into a walnut like a wolf-trap snap and then it’s like trying to crack the peices out with a vise flash went off and you didn’t close your eyes and now every visible piece of the past tells you lies just to want to know more is avarice just to want to escape is avarice now you yell for help till you’ve lost your voice but if given half a choice you’d still...
poof
i am unreachable i am untouchable i’m just the holographic image of the girl standing next to you and you, you’re so far away that i can’t hear i thing you say but i keep nodding so as not to make you uncomfortable
meanwhile my stare’s fake as a publicist i’m maybe thinking about shopping lists my mind’s straight up driving on cruise control my foot fell...