Monday, November 30, 2009

one of us is gonna be here and
one of us is gonna be running




while my outsides are aching
my insides are buzzing
bubbling, leaking out to keep from exploding

even in this state of mush and congestion
I'm inspired and ecstatic

possibilities and enegry running through my veins
past the combating cells
on a wave of it's own

catch me if you can


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