8/11/09 10:47 pm
We fight, we scream, we roll heads. Painstaking routine. Let us sit all day crying over tomorrow, the things we say, the mistakes we make. Living. A mockery of life. Our shoulders draw up, then drop, drop, drop in jerking sobs. Draw themselves up. Drop, drop, drop. We find out what's wrong to get over it. Then we fight, we scream, we roll heads. I want to sleep. Listen to your body. I just want to sleep. Our shoulders draw up, drop, drop, drop...in jerking sobs.