I sat down
And down my heart went
On a journey
To the underworld
Skipping a beat or two
Pumping less blood
Than actually required
Although just for a moment
I got up
And something inside of me died
A total collapse occurred
When I sighed
I walked around a bit
Looked
Sensed
Tasted
Wondered
Feelings didn’t feel
And life that had become
Cold and dead
Like steel
Felt nothing
I lit a cigarette
That wooden taste across my tongue
And the tobacco
Warmly heated
Kissed my wrinkled lips
Nothing helped
(Nothing ever helps)
I wondered…
What next!
Tuesday, April 18,2006
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