My nerves are bad tonight. Yes, bad. Stay with me.
Speak to me. Why do you never speak. Speak.
The waste land. T.S. Eliot
it is not easy to let go of the stream that gives way to life
the strings strongly sealed
a million reasons
open eyes that will not close
but neither is easy the body that refuses to move
organs fighting helplessly
brain, soul, spirit
all gone
and death, only death is there
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