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Fuck summer.
Every day takes figuring out all over again how to live.
Outdoors the light is golden and like glass, and even as I affect a smile or shrug it seems intent on an impending shattering.
I wake from sleep covered in sweat, shivering my way out of dreams that are filled with the dead and lost.
Drugs are keeping me sane and docile, lowering the volume on dreams and anxious thoughts, letting me skip like a stone across the surfuce of the world.
Old photographs. The record player lays unused. Lifes in a spiral. Softest repition. A muted scream. Simple variation. Black eyes and busted knuckles. Hi-hats and snares, the air is shaking. We're all paper-dolls in a shadow play.
Every day takes figuring out all over again how to live.
Outdoors the light is golden and like glass, and even as I affect a smile or shrug it seems intent on an impending shattering.
I wake from sleep covered in sweat, shivering my way out of dreams that are filled with the dead and lost.
Drugs are keeping me sane and docile, lowering the volume on dreams and anxious thoughts, letting me skip like a stone across the surfuce of the world.
Old photographs. The record player lays unused. Lifes in a spiral. Softest repition. A muted scream. Simple variation. Black eyes and busted knuckles. Hi-hats and snares, the air is shaking. We're all paper-dolls in a shadow play.
posted by David at 6:22 PM
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