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i_just_float

.Reclassification.

Jul 07, 2009 17:41

My flesh shrivels up off my bones in curling tendrils ( Read more... )

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roblayton July 13 2009, 00:03:11 UTC

I like how the poem starts by depicting skin shedding off your body, and then at line 4, reveals that you are the source of this change. After that parallel has been drawn, you also reveal that you are in constant flux, and this state of existence is without time or bounds (occurring even when you don't will it to). Simultaneously, you resist, acknowledging your own fragility.

i_just_float July 13 2009, 11:43:45 UTC

my guts just hurt again. this familiar trough i endure from time to time. it's just much easier to manage now. it's as if i'm watching a character in a movie, hypothesizing about how she is going to react or how she should react to whatever life throws at her...er, me.

thanks for reading me, sahib.