A Variation of Words on the Mortal Life

been up all night
thinking of the words
the right words

to say about this & that

there are no “right” words…
for the simplicity of what I want to be less complicated,
breathes like a silhouette in the shape of a lobotomized mind.
gravity teaches me a lesson in wanting to fly
as if my time
is meant for a harsh becoming.
Just want to live & die
in a body, in a mind, free from catatonic realizations
a place I can call home.

~ by emaline on June 20, 2008.