Wednesday, July 24, 2019

There's too much light with the shades pulled against the night, brightness fades but the succession of wakefulness states bluntly days end denigrating  intent. Every sound too loud, every crackle of the processor infringing on silence but needful to drown out the thunderous synaptic recursion heard dearth recourse dividing life's seconds to the remainder hearse.

It hurts. Arms too heavy to type, light too heavy weighing on eyes, sound falling tectonically on exhausted eardrums, it hurts, sense of smell lost thank goodness won't weigh the miasma of trash not taken out in weeks, dishes heaved molding over in the sink drink exhaustion from the jug of water been refilling how many times from the sink, unwashed teeth hurt unwashed scalp hurts the process does not bear repeating think fooling glint of hint of undeserved hop to it hurts to swallow, don't have the energy, hurts to hear, failure dear how are you clear-headed never bought a pistol to withhold dolt after all clear fear pulse dragging like sand through veins hurts beats too hard hurts to counts seconds to morning hurts to read others' brilliance to write own worthlessness hurts inhaling exhausting exhalation too warm, should have cooled before you drooled out this latest decade's tirade of failure hurts to roll over to curl to stretch out every muscle resists rancor anchored to every failure dragging limbs dreams hurt through the chase hurt more to end to return slow burning inexistence wasting oxygen space attention please being a disease displeasing unfeasible regenerations past you won't last long enough to drag gradually no autocorrect for human mistakes question no scale of failure relayed delayed until it's too laid out of your mind hurts to link think sink sink sink sink sink you wrote about sinking once upon a time hope without a rhyme no courage no rage no getting back up why does the wall vibrate won't it hold still won't the light avoid the sill won't the will break this nil it hurts to know hurts to think hurts to be hurts to be dragged along the seconds like gravel kill me

kill me

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