Monday, June 22, 2009

sleep


I’m awake

and have been for four days

I run the risk of brilliance

or haunted darkness;

of unearthing a new dimension

or sliding deeper into divine obscurity

I prepare for the first: I feel the matrix

like bubbles floating and bursting under my skin

the pulse punching and pushing my limbs further

it beats faster and harder

you’re alive! you’re awake! you’re alive!

I’m awake! Im awake. im a wake


im a


sleep