pretty good..

today..

its happened... i'v outgrown myself.

now what?

shorpy has a million other images...i just cant get enough

get free..

lately..

pablo, 

you told me we were wolves and had to fight..

lately i haven't..

lately, i'v wanted to cover the dirt up to my ears and sleep...

lately i'v been shaken not stirred..

and lately while resting i haven't the breathe to get back up...

and i can't fight..

lately i haven't been myself...

send help.

you..

frozen thoughts dilute

in the warm sea of your arms..

i float

i climb inside the womb..

i soar like an eagle

i am in, out, around everywhere..

i melt into this giant puddle of content

when i am in those arms, your arms.

pieces o me..

my back is a piece of wood..

fashioned out of tooth picks n steel..

stitches n seams..

bolts n screws..

a rickety old ladder...

my mind is an attic

dusty, musty, n full of useless junk.