she was rushing, tossing around the nerves that invaded her senses
her senses were failing, dulled but the blunt blade of a emotional distraction and the distraction was a reaction to what the world was morphing into, into a state beyond paranoia beyond anxiety the worlds greatest drug was failing her. She was not brave in this new world she was afraid and the world was afraid with her.
Panic settles in.
The world is built with gray smoke, filling the lungs of its' creations as they walk into jobs preordained for them.They don't have a care in the world, but she cares for them.
Panic settles in.
She cares for the world choking from the smoke, choking from the gases of an atmosphere filled with anger and negative weight.Weight that is an unforgiven sin, like murder, like murder.
a soul wanders out from the smoke of a burning body and says
"Let the panic settle in."
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Jan 30 2010 Day 90
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