• taking the silver spoon out of my mouth and smacking the crystal,

  i stand up and vomit.

  the curtains keep getting sucked back through the window and pushed out, strangled by the air and lack thereof.

  my dog follows me through my empty house like an asteroid moon.

  outside, i hear the cars start and the shovels break ice and the peace that compresses my soul.

  my pillars crumble with the gripping lack of something essential.

• sometimes things crumble because they need to be let go

  cioranon January 28, 2014   Link

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• Try some nice hot chamomile tea before you go to bed....

  
  

  and perhaps less crystal meth (?)

  NomadMonadon December 14, 2013   Link

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