Sunday, October 10, 2010

I’m Here Because

Category: Issue 20

I can’t fight fear.
It’s too primal, too old.

I saw a microscopic scream
In each alveolus in my lungs.

I’m a psychological minority.

I have “obsessive ruminations”
(That makes me giggle,
As if I’m a cow with OCD).

I don’t want the things I’m supposed to want.

I like to stop eating sometimes,
To feel my body eating itself.

I keep telling people things they don’t like:
That the soul is made of neurons
And love is a euphemism.

I know your sparkly red secrets
And sensed something;
A friend in the making.

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