| the first step is watching the foot, root down, immersed in skin pressed/concealed: growing ever inwards, a cancer of contempt, eating and burrowing worm holes deep, leaving a conduit of power. denial. i am awake. lying amng rushes: reeds of insolence sticking up through coarse thought, gravel, along the banks of a blue and once beautiful, but truly lost lake vocalizing songs of strong remorse, laments that come in waves of wails, tears that burn like shame down cheeks turned cold. turning colder, as what little left remaining leaves forever never to recosider, the choices that made me into a stone. that make me into the embodiment of embarassment, manifestation of culminating disaster... plans laid like a plot...brewed up like a noxious drug taken in and welcomed by an encompassing need no one ever needs to know...no one ever needs to find me i'll be really small and quite i promise i'll shrink away and eat the proof just let me slip from recognition no identity. no pretty blue reflection just words willing to be more just the.... i am not here i am not here i am not here |
| I AM GONE |