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i-64 west, breaking my spirit

by Omi Salavea

lack of sleep.

despairing, empty pitted stomach

mind consumed with worry

looping back and weaving

spinning thoughts of frustration

a hollow bass beat blares as it remains the only witness

to little girl tears

shallow defacement at 92 on a lonely road.

no one for miles, except in my heart.









ever feel as though the only way is to disappear for a while? i used to pull that stunt when i was a kid, then when i was 17, and it plagues me like an addiction as an adult. i want to run away from the things that pain me. sitting in my car, staring at the odometer, rather than the road, with the same songs blasting through my speakers. its so tempting. its so sad.

02/18/2002

Posted on 02/18/2002
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