Its late and the droning of my computer is lulling me to sleep.
I've not had many words lately.
My simple and dependable little signifiers have abandoned me.
I force myself to click and type.
And think
And emote
And feel.
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I can't breathe.
I can't breeaathe.
The words are pounding against her skull.
I cannot breathe
I will not breathe again.
Her heart is broken.
And the air has been forced from her lungs,
By the very pain of it all.
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Wow these are very deep and sad I think. I hope she can get out of the doldrums soon :)
ReplyDeleteTHank you Thom.
ReplyDeleteI think I was in a funk last night (that's when I wrote these,but I drafted them... at least i thought i did, but here they are published)
That's cool. I'm hoping she gets out of the doldrums soon too :)
JM