I'm on the middle in between, Where your eyelids keep drooping to keep from staying awake. It seems I keep running to fall down onto the scabs that are my knees. After all, they're the preference when we walk on the beaches. -Joey
Everything is numb. The same kind of numb I used to get when I sat on my leg for a few hours. Blood rushing to the appendages, every pulsing heartbeat an ache screaming inside of me. Only, it's my whole body and I just woke up from sleeping for 3 hours. 9:30....crap, I overslept … Continue reading You Got the Sand? – My Bad Fibromyalgia Day
He allows himself the briefest of grins, enjoying the little triumph at someone else’s cost.
Everything that came before is an afterthought Believe in me, it's nothing anymore struggling up to this point, and I never stopped reaching I've said my goodbyes to them long ago Threw them off a cliff, uncaring if they could swim, uncaring if they did, and I was the last to leave … Continue reading You Are So Beautiful
I've been swinging this giant stick through the bone, the horse is so dead already.
I let him do it. He's won, I'm broken. There's no use in fighting it anymore. I don't even cry out.
Sorry, I've been listening to way too much Lucero lately. - Joey Smoking the cigarettes where they came from Lit up smile, glowing cherry red Burns away the whiskers of moustache grown 3 or 4 months now, achingly slow The yearning draw of his breath Metronome heart sped up alongside Long streams of white viscous … Continue reading The Boy With the Cellophane Eyes