With the Sea Swells and Ne'er Do Wells; Letting Down is a Lifestyle

I believe I have misplaced my body

I think I'm only a mind now

A  Freudian

Thing

One Who knows Itself

But isn't Itself

Transcending Something that isn't a Something

-Wishes seem 

Stretched-

Distance

distancedistancedistance

that's the key here

I'm separate from myself

as I feel My legs no more.

I'm a mind with arms

Though maybe not for too long;

My Fingers will go first,

Starting from the top

Being taken 

By

the

wind

.

I'll makemakemake it

is along the lines of what I'll say;

Pulling a 

Body together

is beyond anything right now.

being here being here

being soft being-

a like the likes of which 

were never seen by human eyes.

I'm spitting nowords now

Antiwords-

One's that fold meaning into themselves

and take and take and take and take

until there is nothing more to give.

Let 

Me 

Want.

Let me not be wanted,

So I can stay my

mind-almost-arms-me

Almost-mind; maybe

in another voice

in another time.

If this wasn't so I wouldn't know what "so" means

There's a spot on the earth for me to stand

I'm 

not

sure

where

it

lies

.

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Reviews

[Sourav]

This is interesting... wonderful!

[Shannen Forrester]

I love the formatting choice to bring across the already wonderful imagery created, brilliantly written and I am now going to read everything else you've done.

[Henry]

I loved this! :D
I haven't read anything that was formatted like this before. It was very fun... would that be the right word for it? Depends who you ask I guess. Could be disturbing.
Enjoyed it for being what it is, whatever that is-- being that it should even be called an is. Now was.