December 2010
19 posts
Scrubbing and scrubbing.
It won’t come off.
I hate you.
But, it’s just what you do.
This is just what you do.
You are what you are. →
My mind is pulsating, running a mile a minuet on shameful past obsessions and sour forbidden yearnings. Here, in this four-wall-eggshell-white room, littered with the derogatory content of my mind, smeared on yellow green lined paper, crumpled in heaps on the carpeted floor. I am desperate and clawing, reaching out to something yet getting no response. I am sad, but this will not do. Sadness...
“The sourest apple makes it’s wry announcement, that imperfection has a...”
– Adrienne Rich
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-Me.