Monday, October 15, 2012
nothing coming out of me is what i want to hear. it has upon some reflection come to my attention that nothing i am noting is worthy of mention. it is like i am a scratched cd, like damnaged goods, skipping the same verse, stuck and can't get past. as much as i try the cycle repeats and i lose control to alternatives and proceed to delete any progress:2words task management. in dependent mode. these falling words fill deaf ears like a cup that overflows and spills all over and things get messy. too much. never enough. take this away from me. remote control. i turnover, submit, letting go, pulling off now to the shoulder; im frozen, i shiver, need help, getting so brrrr.... cold.