of run-down
headache fear.
A pounding intoxication
of stomach pain,
strength
confidence
and endorfins.
Where am I inside this chair,
where could i really
be.......................................
Inside the inside
thought dead
twitching
shaking eyes.
First the tea burnt my tongue
now im freezing time in my thoughts.
Where I am, I am
Been gardening
in mud,
where the dirty smiles grow.