Saturday, June 20, 2009
my insides leak out nostrils and go pouring down the road. if it's badness coming out perhaps why must it feel so bad. half of my heart lies in this tissue, soggy, wet, weak. or it's half of my liver. my eyes are weepy, weary, lid droops, crusts shut, peeled open- repeat. And repeat. and repeat. repeat. Reap it. the reaper confined to bedclothes, he came too close and i sneezed. phlegm and mucus in the bin in the stomach in the towel in the shower in the hand. i like repeating, its easy in such state. oink oink.