Internal World - Drowse

In silence thoughts are born

Stories that die with us:

Gates to the internal world

Let them open up

Why do we fear our selves

Muffling silence with cold blue light?

Who are you

Without the things you buy

And the posts you like--

Without the people you love

Alone in bed at night?

Projection

Story of my life:

Silent judgement

Waisted insight

Waking up

Warm in the morning to

Images

Pouring down from the sky:

They’ll fade out when you die

March 2016

Haystack Rock in cold air

High on ecstasy

Seagulls in rain

You didn’t want to see

Your parents:

The love would be too great

Dad’s getting

Into boxing

Mom’s got cancer on her lips, («the way blood is shown»)

Sister’s depressed in Canada

I’m right here:

Just mind and this

Old pain in the family:

Fresh paint on the canvas

Tears freeze on the mountain:

Avoidant attachment

Waking up

Warm in the morning to

Images

Pouring down from the sky:

They’ll fade out when I die