Sometimes stress gets to me
punching my pride with 500 lbs
whilst i a small me
100lbs is deflated.
Out of air, out of pride
out of faith.
This is not the time
to add any more lbs
onto my body of small i.
The smallest mistake
gains extreme weight
when a soul is frail and upset.
Even a feather has power
when used at the right time and place
fluffy delightful white feathers
when poked in the eye
is not delightful anymore
delicate silver pin
when stabbed into nails
loses all its charms for me.
Unfortunately
you
absent-mindedly created a midget flaw
like a feather in the eye, a pin in the nail
broke down
the all ready punched out by
500lbs
me.
i small me
shrank
emotions shriveled like scorched skin
burning with passion, weak from heat
could not tell whether my feelings were hot or cold
for I had reached the tip of numbness
stability, security was all I wanted then
no desire for explanation or communication
just want to escape
forget
until i could become i
with feelings
and 100lbs intact.
Monday, March 15, 2004
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