synthetic fill

thin skin,
where does the angst
stem from?
the anger that spits
out the sides of your mouth.

my head aches from the cold
from the delay of toxins
that i have refused
i feel the space behind my eyes
prolonged escape paths
and hidden afflictions
i am awful
so full of...

breathe in
exhale
breathe in
exhale

past is gone
presence is now
here
re-set
i need to
re-set
adhere to
re-set
place your ad-here.

©2008 Sean Muzzy