droplets

health droplets picked up along the way by injecting canisters of liquid to the guts.  I had a umbilical cord modification to feed without my mouth.  open, insert twist.  sometimes the connection isn't tight and it spurts hot bile on my hands which burns and smells for days after.  i lace up my sticky sap covered boots to pile my shit up the mountain hoping to get to the other side.  the way up is still slippery from the dirty snow.  its not how i used to know it.  glazed in feeces and colored blood red in some spots with an led glow to it.  my consciousness is skipping. i watch these bones wrapped in skin with the strangest part the face which creates some sort of translation of what the body feels.  my eyes are dead.  no literally my right eye has dryed up and makes a crunch as the crust flakes off like dandruff every time i look a direction.  my left eye sees but its blurry and things vibrate or my eye vibrates.  i click my belt on a holster full of aerosol protective spray, poison antedate and my vice, 8 canisters of what i feed my stomach. lock and load the road is long.

painstretched

the coolest kids in rehab

I have filled the space around the pit.  I've been squeezing it hard and tight.  The light hits me shattering around my emotional tentacles they wrap tighter around the memory of you.  As I sit with this hole in my stomach that just grows I don't want to move on.  I ask myself the hardest question, should I cut myself off?  Or do I really love this person and only her?  I can't watch I want my life to go on, but right now i'm sitting on the fence.