Gasp!
How are the 4 people I brought to bed with me tonight?
When I inhale there is enough room under the covers.
my exhibit 6 that i can deny an instinctive desire to keep on living
when i say it simply, i flush.
fears arise
and i can't imagine letting the ego slip away
Because I am planning for a thousand hypothetical contingencies
worrying about what might happen
mentally rehearsing an endless list of plays I might find myself in
scheming to maneuver in the world to obtain what is desired.
Nibbling on affirmation cake.
tiny tiny pleasure by imagining enjoyable scenarios
and i am relly tired of grinding my teeth and this axe
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