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twenty-fourth, nov feeling the warmth within these walls, a little flame within this body, i listen to the same songs over and over again. the melody is laid - sweetly, like a blanket being pulled over a sleeping child - on a film one might fall asleep to in a highschool biology class. i mute the narration on the lives of red blood cells to better pretend that i'm floating in your veins, being pumped with your beautiful blood, far, far away from your heart...taking a lonely road out of the city for good. it's all so beautiful but i'm awakened by this jumble of hungry bones, poking awkwardly out of my body, pointing in the direction home. when i was young, why even yesterday, i thought that i would grow up and find a purpose. turns out all i've discovered thus far is how to waste my time as pleasantly as i can until it's all up. with a smile on my face, i'll make-believe that i'm living gloriously in the crescendo and that the great crash is coming ever closer. why, maybe she'll bump into me (without apology) on the street some night! and the seemingly random collision of coins in my pocket chime out. |