tears like paper, and these issues of woe.
i sat on my bed and watched tv.
time went on, and something in me cracked up.
as if i was bashed in with a hammer,
or pricked by a needle,
or slapped by a friend.
the pain was shapeless, meaningless,
deptless, and effectively confounding.
my heart burst like blooming flowers.
a small rip,
some tears.
then time walked on,
and i sat there with the tv switched on.
time went on, and something in me cracked up.
as if i was bashed in with a hammer,
or pricked by a needle,
or slapped by a friend.
the pain was shapeless, meaningless,
deptless, and effectively confounding.
my heart burst like blooming flowers.
a small rip,
some tears.
then time walked on,
and i sat there with the tv switched on.
