my compass is broken, by My.Lovenote.Has.Gone.Flat.XO
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i cant see which way is north
i am spinning
twirling
shifting in a kaleidoscope
or a snowstorm
or whatever analogy makes me sound the most articulate
and it is clear
clearer than the fucking sky in august
north is right there
but my head is still a kaleidoscope
or a snowstorm
and it doesnt want me to see
it is clouding my vision
and placing words on my tongue instead that say
go south.
venture deeper into the darkness
and god it is so tempting because the path is so clear and
predictable and darkness is like the ocean it is so vast and
beautiful and deadly and inviting and
please dont let me go south.
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Posted: 2014-12-05 14:43:10 UTC |
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