Influx-Outflux
my prosthesis
Sunday, September 9, 2007
that we feel
i am fear.
the kind that we feel
when its raining
the kind we feel
right before we go to bed
when we wonder if we
will wake up for
one more day.
the kind that we feel
when we're out of the blue and
into the black.
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