it'sinthewater,baby

i feel like a song.
two dimensional and meaningless
until you add a voice...
there is a tightness deep inside
where i clench and hold everything in
there is a knot between my shoulders that burns
there is a haze across my eyes
and a welling dampness of need
filling me up
and emptying my mind
lethargy sets in
but sleep declined my rsvp
my wings fly me nowhere tonight
and there is no release from that which grips me


entry seventy-three written 2006-09-22

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