In fact just this evening
23 Feb.2001
i feel bone-to-flesh fatigue
trembling
crawling
pulse wave
among myriad cells
clusters of
overflowed veins
encircling stressed nerves
sticky cord
of arteries
causes living torso
complicated
i self diagnose
psychosomatic disease
too obscure
beneath this
humid blanket
rejecting fresh airs
to breath
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