Wednesday, August 17, 2011

restless

I feel my body dip between this world

and one I try to leave behind in night.

I fear the heaviness of here

Juxtaposed with there

There

There where I have no illusion of control

There where I careen through my inward visions

There where I relive my life, jumbled together

and mistaken for order by my mind

There were I need not fear this truth:

my consequences are results of my actions.

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