transition to stone

I don't want you to react if I begin

to be honest with myself.
I just want to be
without acknowledging the drastic difference
between me and my accidental act
i don't want to feel the change

of humming to myself
to singing out loud
i want it to go unnoticed
so i can allow it
with you

I'm hooked.


reeled up
and


drowning?

speakup/

I am wondering.as i only ever do,never coming to a conclusive thought
and even then will it just take a moment before manifested that i am thus mid-way through the pool of wondering still.



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and I've found that
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the simplicity of love
makes me high
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if nothing else.

I want to sleep.

Rilke

beautiful piece;

"Again and again, however we know the landscape of love
and the little churchyard there, with its sorrowing names,
and the frighteningly silent abyss into which the others
fall: again and again the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees, lie down again and again
among the flowers, face to face with the sky."

a day at the lake

...

Expressing myself lately has been
short walks through hell.

I can't utilize my head/ and I forget.or I do not know.
becoming less and less knowing- or it is my mind, debasing itself.




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Why am I reclusive and depressed.
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...

but
 When my strength is not wavering back and forth, i feel the heat from it. I like myself on those days/.


It's gnawing at me inside.


Above, I've provided the smallest bit of warmth.

or in hopes that you will find some delight in the photograph.either suffice.