2 years ago. August 23, 2022 at 11:23 AM
each word
thought
action
races through my mind individually
like so many lines of code
indecipherable
familiar
cold
raw edges frayed, yet there is no rest in sight
no reset for the weary
all viable options are dusted
oblivion is more welcoming than suspended animation
something defined and paved over
embraceable
solid
and sure
sure
how i wish i could be
certain
some sense of finality
somewhere i belong