the blanks will be filled in as they are... filled in? J
a few phews... memories should be intense this week, first loves, first lusts, first unconditional trusts... first infant in my care, first crush of despair, and the body of my first obsession was born this week... not to mention other early friends... there's more too, but memories are slipping through cracks these says... permanently?... I don't know... but definitely... yes...
raindrops fall upon my memories... I am not sure if they are tears or blood, but I am sure they obscure... if someone was here in space, strong enough to grasp my attention and caring enough to convince me to explore our inner worlds together, perhaps there would be more clarity and a way to sort through the disarray left by neglect over time... clean up, pack up, discard the unnecessary, and be ready to move on... that would be nice... but alone I find little impetus to continue believing someone like that exists today...
maybe tomorrow...
there is a problem in this world today
people go before they come
leave you feeling numb
there is a problem in this word today
people leave before they arrive
it is not being alive
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