November 29, 2009 12:21:03 a.m.A by AekmyThe writers hour...HERE IS HOW I FEEL: “It’s like a human living off of tofu. You’re full, but you’re never quite satisfied.”
I pray for warm, sunny days filled with the radiating sun. I want to feel it beating down on my bare skin, filling me with its intelligence. I dream of gremlins running through my body with this sunlight, carrying it through my veins and down into my toes. They may pass my candy lips on their way to my brain. If they plant that sun energy in my brain like a plant in potting soil, I will thrive. Without this gorgeous sun energy, I do not feel whole inside. Maybe someone will flip a switch and turn me on. Maybe I’m not missing anyone or anything; maybe it’s nothing.
The longer I stay awake, the more prominent my clumsiness becomes. My long legs traverse the house. I’m bored and in need of inspiration. For me, inspiration rarely accompanies boredom. These long legs want to crumple, guide me the rest of my body to the floor. I want to lay there forever in a bliss disorientated state. Maybe God will allow that. Just once I’ll let it all go. I’ll just let it all go… © 2009 AekmyAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on November 29, 2009 Last Updated on November 29, 2009 AuthorAekmyThere is beauty is uniqueness. Embrace the strange or perish in the ordinary.About"Leaving the page of the book carelessly open, something unsaid, the phone off the hook and the love, whatever it was, an infection. - Anne Sexton" more..Writing
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