That beast comes at me with a new fury.
It’s rabid, vapid, and it’s preparing to charge.
It’s enraged at the sight of me and on a wild offensive now.
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That beast comes at me with a new fury.
It’s rabid, vapid, and it’s preparing to charge.
It’s enraged at the sight of me and on a wild offensive now.
On the rapid severity with which conditions or situations can shift.
Continuation: Saturday Evolution
Waking with the sunrise / balanced and healthy / morning unfocused / afternoon of forced smiles / clicking clacking / brief evening of laughs / good food, short adventure virtual / day devolves / heart dissolves / nighttime concrete / dragging heavy feet / crickets and music / (music and crickets?) / keep trying but can’t get my damn glasses clean / so sick of myself / want to get away from myself / don’t want to be anyone else / just want to get away / separate from myself / insides twitch / insides weigh heavy / numb / dragging / dragging / dragging / nine hours / tiny relief / soon numb again / hope for a feeling / anything to come with another sunrise
Sky lightening now / still waiting
Friday, September 13 – Saturday September 14, 2024
That beast awakens again tonight.
It smells my weakening will, and my confusion.
It smells them, and its appetite is aroused, after fasting for days.
It salivates at the thought of me;
at the thought of tasting me.
Brief stream-of-consciousness response to the writing of a friend.