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By darwin Date: 2005 Jan 11 Comment on this Work [[2005.01.11.18.48.7704]] |
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there is this sea inside of me. this tumbling whorling wave crashing racket that i can't make settle down sometimes. it's restless, and i can't settle into the the tide pools as much as I would like to, just a starfish stuck on a rock. i feel like there is a storm inside of me. loud thunder waiting to crash, and the electricity and humidity so thick on my skin, it could molt off and crawl away. there is this shout somewhere hidden that screams inside my head. it screams of the insanity i sometimes feel in this world that i'm a misfit in. this world that i overanalyze and sometimes try to compose into neat little sentences and cruel facts. and it's this blackness inside of me. this imploding vision of ions and xrays just collapsing on itself. and i would tell you the name of the man who discovered xray, runtgen is it? or rutherford. someone. i wonder how alone he felt sometimes, whether he had to walk a lonely road of radiation. would a women love his radiated self? Did you know that insects can withstand more radiation then humans, even rats can survive more radiation then humans. maybe that is why all the evil people seemingly survive longer then the good hearts. maybe that is why love has a half life. it just keeps dwindling smaller and smaller, never truly disapearing, but always diminishing. |