Hollowed shell, trying to fill itself
with countless carbs stuffed into wordless mouths
angered for some grasp of context trying to mutter something
tangible
but only finding gaping cries of I'm too much
I need to be less
so I stop
and the trembles began,
Weakness poured through my veins but I was still too much
so I became less, and even then I was followed
by grimacing demeanors
and countless floating leaf words
and it seemed that
no matter how much I wasn't
it was still too much
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