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| *dream/comatose-like states* |
| Copyright - Ivana Vidrich 2002 |
| we don't want to realize that we are meaningless and insignificant that doesn't mean we should bury our heads up our asses i am fully aware of every little thing whirring around inside of me i can make a checklist of what's doing what is this a sign that i live inside myself a little too much? coffe breath 1 55am wind blowing by the window screen who's out on the street? how did their night go? somewhere across the earth the ocean is crashing on the shore and the wind is blowing by the edge of a cliff perhaps the same wind that blew past this shithole a few weeks ago a little fruit fly clumsily bumping along stuck inbetween atoms the air is angerly pushing the little fruit fly by and the poor thing is dead in one day scars on my body where will they be when i am dust a lost memory gone to rust i hope my soul finds another introvert when i'm dead and it carries on because i've been better friends with my soul than any human on earth i think i will do this till i stop breathing simply because it's my nature [if that's how it works] i wish i could zip from place to place one moment on the top of the ambassador bridge starting down the detroit river forces of 2 cities against me and maybe then i will feel ontop of things and no longer uneasy the next moment i'd love to be wearing scuba diving gear, walking along the bottom of the ocean face to face with a shark my biggest fear 2 moments after that i would be falling into the niagra falls roaring water all around me overcome and drowning but it wouldn't drown me |