And then they said nothing.
And I said nothing.
My mind so blank sometimes I don't move for hours.
My sensitivities robbed.
The restlessness that grates straight down the inside of my ribs.
every day
every day
and quelled only by what's not right
but who's to say? maybe it's all that's right.
Saturday, December 21, 2013
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