Wednesday, November 18, 2009

collide into chaos

I collide into chaos with a familiar strike, uncertainty I believe is an acquaintance. . I need to collect my conscious.
The evolving is slowly not involving much at all.
Restriction becomes resentment.
Choking on the desire to desire my skin escapes me and what remains is becoming neutral to the predicament.
Occasionally the sun shines through and reaches my tender longing skin and I radiate its current back to the universe, with a mighty power I let it run through me, become me, absorb my very essence until I need no more.
I simply need nothing more.

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