Don’t write to me
So simple
So predictable
So easy
It kills me
Dreams that are shapeable,
Tangible
The ones you are living
I am so tired
Of fighting this monster
We call evolution
I can’t help seeing through all of the paper
And electricity
What this all comes down to:
Faith Love Fuel
You
Make me want to ride horses
And climb trees
Please don’t write to me.
Archive for October, 2008
Portable
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Mixing Bowl
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Why do we willingly break down the borders
Give up sovereignty
Lose the egg shell container
Of ourselves
Become reduced
To a round, orange yolk
Beating
Inside of an egg white that is bleeding
Into another
Losing it’s autonomy
Why do I let you get to me
Why did I let you get me
Who was I kidding
