I live

by andhereIstand   Jun 29, 2009


This feeling pulls at me

so new

yet so old

so comfortable

and familiar

yet rippling through me

with the energy

of a thousand suns

coursing

twisting, turning

yanking, yearning

I can’t move

yet I am not still

Cannot be contained

cannot

think, breath, move

stop, go

only simple words

can define me

and

complex needs

bind me

I am not capable,

but I live

anyway

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