diving deeper

Deafening swirls of tattered voices, floorboards breathing beneath my cold feet. My breath strains to reach a full inhale. Gasping in darkness. Silence fails to discourage the ease upon which my fears show no bounds. I want to let you in. Show you my skin, bones, flesh. But know what my layers hold, ready to let go.

Somber. Sober. Something like no other. Something.

don't be like the rest of them.

Every organ pathology is lurking in the deep corners of my brain. Remember it all. This medicine is persistant.This medicine is real. Sunshine shadows have given way to full heat. Another Summer day.... another day nose buried in an old, dead, Chinese man's text. run. yogurt. it's early still.

full.

full moon. full brain. full belly. Kombucha, you are too bubbly. run/run/study/bike/tea. 92 degrees. HOT and sweaty. Procrastinate.

finders keepers

Day 1 It's been far too long. I've been searching for the reason- looking for the perfect opportunity, the empty ears. The open mouth. the flip. Far enough. breakfast of dreams. coffee. violet liquor. summer meal.

Day 9. Woke up in the dark. Wide eyes. Wet cheeks. How does it take me so long to stir if I'm crying in my dream? Today may be different.

getting harder to find

skin alight in the warm glow. I bask in the morning. bacon of sorts. breakfast of champions...too much coffee for today. run in the woods.. quiet as I breathe in the last of November. inhale deep.