Tuesday, May 07, 2013


I read words I have written before.

I see words from those I have written before.

Before becomes now, and now is too near.

A thousand questions.

And in all of it I just want to be ignored.

To become nothing.

To disappear.

Things are going so well.

They are not going so well.

I'm fine.

I'm broken.

And tomorrow I will wake up and do it all over, and you will all think of how interesting it is that I do so many things and remain whole.

But there are pieces of me breaking off in the tailspin. Random. Unattached.



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