Just one entry
06/28/2009 10:04 p.m.

I feel raw,
Like if I stepped outside
My blood would blow away
In the summer scorch
Of this empty niche
Of a town.

I feel broken,
Like a victim
Of a bad fall
From a long way up,
Unconscious all the way to impact.

I feel scattered,
Like a disassembled puzzle
That someone grew tired
Of piecing together,
Forgotten on some cheap card table.

I feel old
Like all the years piled together
Ride on my back
Press me into the ground
Make me want to escape this illusion.

I feel disgusted
All at once loathing
What I’ve discovered
In this paradigm -
The place where I feel anything at all.

author's note: I don't entirely feel this way, I just felt the first line, and then the rest came pouring out but isn't necessarily an accurate representation of how I'm feeling entirely...I just sort of ran with it.