it pours.
Too often do I find myself routinely inadequate in the things that I need to be
superhuman.
The damp sleeve pressed against my face is a reminder
that existence is to closely correlated to life.
Cognition tends to not serve it's purpose
and my heart hurts for the 11 year old girl who lays alone.
She doesn't yet know the value of catharsis
just the value of the potent quality of pills that are supposed to help.
Why
can't I be superhuman.
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I'm back
but I don't necessarily want to be.
I'm going through withdrawals
YOU'RE BACK.
ReplyDelete"Too often do I find myself routinely inadequate in the things that I need to be superhuman."
I really have always enjoyed your beautiful words and how well versed you are.
Good to hear from you.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you're back.
ReplyDeleteYou are so so incredible. You've always been one of my very favorites.
"The damp sleeve pressed against my face is a reminder
that existence is to closely correlated to life."
This made me cold and breathless.
"I'm going through withdrawals."
ReplyDeleteI know what you're saying.
beautiful.... you have a really good way with words. :D keep it up
ReplyDelete"why can't I be superhuman."
ReplyDeleteGlad you're back :)
"I firmly believe that when it rains, it pours"
ReplyDelete"Routinely inadequate in the things that I need to be superhuman"
Yes to this post/you.
DAMN dude. so good. it's been a while. how's the mrs? but really, you inspired me to come back. thanks bro. always great reading your stuff.
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