not too important

[jiffy_pop]

It's been a while since I've posted poetry:



it's a subtle sinking feeling
like a sudden leap from an airplane
it eats you up inside until you hurt
then it explodes

and you expand

expand at the seams

a whole world now stands before you
of inflatable strangers

with our sausage balloon fingers
we prick at the fabrics keeping
our souls contained so compactly
we try to forget the source to our aches
the incurable itch that drives
us forward to keep our minds
busy but keeps us standing still

our expressions lose their meaning

we become amish

faceless images on a bare white canvas
sightless
voiceless
with only the clothes on our backs
to give any clues as to who
we really are