Wednesday, April 13, 2011

week1

gum on the bottom of my shoe. breathing thru the pores on the "kitchen nook" walls. my toothpaste ran out so i cut open the end to make it work for a week. freedom like a prison. prison feeling like spring. serious deadbolts on the door, what was the person before me scared of? paralysis from set in stone rules or the complications of the fight. torn between the electrical wiring of positive and negative without the ground. heat on too high, window open too wide. terrified of what comes next.