Sunday, June 7, 2009

I am perhaps a loser.

I mull things over too much.
I get too excited.
I have too many ideas.
I fear love.
I hold my breath.
I keep life at arm's length.
I spin.
I flit.
I walk and walk til it all makes sense.
It never makes sense.
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