Thursday, February 7, 2013

T A I L  S P I N  D R I F T I N G

my body twists
itself around loophole
thoughts. you say,
you say nothing.

i'm biting back
my black tongue
and poison myself
in the process.

i can't concentrate,
feeling words move.
i'm paralysed, with
fear of myself. 

you say:

and i agree.

apathetic to the end
i'll die happy.

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