//anxiety


when separation knows no bound
where will you seek comfort?
how can you live to tell a tale
when you haven't lived at all?
why is it so easily typed out in letters
but when you speak, all you can do
is s-t-t-t-u-t-t-e-r?

when:
everything so eloquently wrapped up
framed
pictured
and stored
just becomes a sentimental fragment
slowly losing its meaning
until its gone.
until that hollow feeling
slowly eats away at you
just above the sanity line
and insanity consumes you
pictured
framed
everything is gone.

how:
this is a story.
when does it become yours
mine
ours
objectified since the beginning of society
living out this monotonous cycle of life
day after day
without fail
scheduled and programmed
since when is this life?

why:
astreamofconsciousness
thatfloodsoutofyourbrain
intothemusclesofyourfingers
fulfillingeachthoughtprocess
eachsearchforwordstodescribetheindescribable
tobeunabletofulfilwhatitorginallyseeked
andwhateverelsealwaysremainsunfinished

signing out // feeling reflective // 09.01.07

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