Jan 27
crossed legs/crossed arms
Rest until there is no feeling of the limbs
sitting in a bag/hazy sense of pretzel energy
Tired of being Tired
running home to an empty garage
to be lonely and comforted by aloneness
a sense of hiding in the cold/afraid of warmth
cautious of happiness
genuinely disingenuous
the taking in of uppers and the taking in of downers
in to go up and down at the same time
sliding along the outside of heart/ just passing by
Nice poem.