how a couple of days can slip by
winter again and pills can let me relax into it
time, a rush of water
I float on my back as the days continue
happening around me
daydream within a daydream
I am sitting by a creek
in the woods
cold light and bitter breeze passing
I curl and uncurl my toes
Heart is where the hurt is
wanting what isn’t there
grasping at emptiness
Yes I need to rest
its a choice between burning up
and slowing down
growing cold
actually freezing to death sounds
awful infinity
fire is the way to go
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