Tuesday, October 20, 2009

[Best enemies.]

Sometimes music is my lifeblood, my anchor.
Sometimes music brings a flood.
Unwelcome.
Unnerving.
Reintroduced to aches and pains.
We resent present, past tenses.
Reliving.
Releasing...some.
How quickly the transportation consumes.
How utterly comforting: to feel yourself feeling.
Unnerving.
Relieving.

Sometimes.


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