Monday, May 25, 2009

state of mind

Nose bleed

nostrils down to cartilage
I try to breath in the stinky air
armpits aching from friction
my eyes open and shut at odd intervals under
the weight
of distance
it is not pretty
the hillside is steep and my crooked toes curl
on the rocky slate
the altitude is dizzying and my nose
is dripping

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