i am a cork, set upon
the rapids today.
a storm, rising in
the darjeeling tea.
lightning, in the sugar jar
all bitterred up and jittery.
i am a feather, caught up
in a whirlwind,
on the edge of a cyclone.
running laps incessant, on the
hamster wheel,
of insomulance, that's me.
frenzied, fury, frenetic energy.
revved up, to beyond the max,
caught... tied up in a box with
bright,binding string.
claustrophobically, confined,
ready to explode,
my brain confetti, tizzy-fied.
why you ask?
what's the go?
that's the ****** problem..
i don't know............
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 4:02 PM UTC
i am a cork, set upon
the rapids today.
a storm, rising in
the darjeeling tea.
lightning, in the sugar jar
all bitterred up and jittery.
i am a feather, caught up
in a whirlwind,
on the edge of a cyclone.
running laps incessant, on the
hamster wheel,
of insomulance, that's me.
frenzied, fury, frenetic energy.
revved up, to beyond the max,
caught... tied up in a box with
bright,binding string.
claustrophobically, confined,
ready to explode,
my brain confetti, tizzy-fied.
why you ask?
what's the go?
that's the ****** problem..
i don't know............
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