Sunday, September 22, 2013

you always feel like there’s a fire you need to put out and there's a spring that dies every year and you always bury yourself in it when it goes. you wake up and you can feel the sight of things but when they left you drowning you could set out the placement of your heart and finally it felt like someone was talking back to you. when your eyes are full, things seem still and you have ran circles around your own body so many times that every day is in the terms of forever. anywhere you go, you could close your eyes and the room is still breathing inside of your hands. you move through collections of strangers and in the midst of all of them you taste your heart and cannot grip anything. you cant stay anywhere and there is always a flame inside of you that is making others suffer.

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