'A profound state of unease or dissatisfaction.'
I can understand that.
I ache.
My body twitches with the unseen tremors
of muscles that were never there.
And sometimes my fingers and skin
fool me -
wrinkles fade into existence
as my body is at once
too large and too small for
the galaxies burning within.
Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 11:51 AM UTC
'A profound state of unease or dissatisfaction.'
I can understand that.
I ache.
My body twitches with the unseen tremors
of muscles that were never there.
And sometimes my fingers and skin
fool me -
wrinkles fade into existence
as my body is at once
too large and too small for
the galaxies burning within.
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