Euphoria - the way I feel
Nine months it's been. God it used to seem much longer than that, but now it seems as though it was nothing. It's a revolution of the mind, I haven't let myself feel this way for too long. The child is gone and his dream is a new. He is close to reaching cycle three. and to this end he cannot believe. I do belive that this is working. Good, he says. Just let me know when it hurts. I can't help but think that it will be soon. No. It will be quite some time, but you're right I should tell someone. Ok, it's just gonna be a little pin prick. pulse pulse pulse pulse.
Strange voices are saying (damn what did they say?) things I don't yet understand. Just can't explain it to you, I don't know what to say.
2 Comments:
Wasn't it nine months in October?
Reality escapes her. She says that love is for fools that fall behind. I'm somewhere between.
Your poetry is speaking to the human condition! Bravo!
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