Wednesday, May 18, 2005

the last breath is wet

drowning in myself
wallowing in misdirection
i can't see
i can't breathe
my lungs are collapsing
my heart is caving in

who am i?
where am i?
where am i going?
what time is it?

--the worldview questions

i hate them.

sometimes i want to live a simple life.
right now i want to be five
simple
bright
innocent
like a cloud
dew on
ivy in the dawn

--poison ivy

look but don't touch

i need a drink
but i'm drowning in the liquid
i'm supposed to be thriving in

i find no more comfort in
philosophy

i hate it

i find no more joy in
literary charm

i detest it

my life is slipping through
my parched fingers

"because of the darkness of those times
the love of most will grow cold"

mine's drowing
in ice-water

while the sun shines
through the ripples
and the waves

i die

wet and alone.

posted by Be at 23:47

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Click here for my response, dear. Love you,

Jenn

10:10 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i miss you more...
jenn

1:41 PM  
Blogger Jennifer said...

two questions:
1) where are those interview questions?
2) where are you? i haven't seen you in forever...email me or call me dear - please!
love you

7:40 AM  

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