Null
nothing
happened
today
but
should
expect
it?
Lousy thoughts of a bored mind sitting on a empty chest listening to a hollow motor.
I want to be sedated; the song is playing the tune but the actual meaning is willing full.
Kkkk: the sound on my tongue smacking against the roof of my mouth...it wants a playmate...
Every day feels the same, the same fills every day.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bouncing ruins!
Adhesive stench!
Dumbfounding amnesia!
Dill filly should I just finger my brain(just as my body) to enjoy self effortless bliss?
Running around and stripping my clothes, so I could just bend over like a cat in heat.
Eating away at my skin, that has become dull and unappetizing even to my lingering eyes.
Avalanches are made by just the right amount of sound...
May I scream, so something of my unintellectual interest could come prowling in to entice me.
I
f
e
l
l
into the emptiness within my skull
and started dulling.
Copyright © Jessica Arteaga | Year Posted 2009
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