Apr 7 ’16
Not even simmering.
Relentless determination and devotion to the mission of living euphoria.
The energy is fierce.
I’d use the term “fire” but it’s not fierce enough.
Lacking distance, space, time.
My insides battling my insides.
My ethereal body in combat with it’s physical counterpart.
My heart duking it out with my brain.
I am a caged beast.
A bird with clipped wings.
A declawed cat.
A gremlin who just ate after midnight in a china shop.
Taz devil spinning in a room of mud.
Hitting one wall after another.
How is it that minutes feel like hours.
Days feel like months.
In the chapters of life when the heart is stuck.
Stuck on someone who makes it feel alive.