this morning
i am burdened
with a million
miniscule thoughts
as if the air
has gained up on me
with a violence
that i can barely feel
immense hatred
followed through
with wisp like punches.
and these million little thoughts
these particles of nothing
these random firing synapses
attack
from two polar angles
confusing me to vertigo
i am in love
i am deeply unhappy
how can one exist while the other survives?
9:27 a.m. - 2008-01-17
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