Tuesday, November 25, 2014

fear a poem by gary pelow

ear, terrible fear, restlessness, complicated schizophrenia, with boredom fueling it, making it more intolerable,  rushing anxiety, can not sit still, orgasm is intensifed, based on fear, and not love, do not know what to do, alone in the house, even than, there is no peace, trying to stay on course, difficult it is with the hormones rushing downward, is today another wasted day, or do i demand to much abourt such things, i do not know how to stay occupied when stunned by fear into inaction, they have gone for now, but they will be back, desperate for my own place of privacy, must save enough cash to rebuild the terrorized dreams, i must have my own apartment, stability comes ater.

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