When I look down into the water I can see a version of me I'm all too familiar with.
A one dimensional black shadow that ripples unfailingly.
The days I can see myself as a whole being, I stretch my skin, looking for small flesh wounds, the ones no one ever looks close enough to see.
On the inside, I'm all bones, I'm pumping a dark red. My organs slowly rot until they turn into a golden brown.
I stand sharp like a needle in a crowded room. Is there some way I could compact my bones, blood, body fat and shadow into to something smaller?
Is there a way to fold into myself physically as I do mentally?
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 11:41 PM UTC
When I look down into the water I can see a version of me I'm all too familiar with.
A one dimensional black shadow that ripples unfailingly.
The days I can see myself as a whole being, I stretch my skin, looking for small flesh wounds, the ones no one ever looks close enough to see.
On the inside, I'm all bones, I'm pumping a dark red. My organs slowly rot until they turn into a golden brown.
I stand sharp like a needle in a crowded room. Is there some way I could compact my bones, blood, body fat and shadow into to something smaller?
Is there a way to fold into myself physically as I do mentally?
