5.09.2006

one word: clad
by t. zoEy benally

clad only in wet fear--i lie awake surrounded by dark. weighed down by water embedded into terrycloth--i ponder solutions, but cannot move beneath the weight of this fear shroud that has descended upon me, that has been thrown upon me by my own hands.

1 comment:

jae cee said...

I feel like this alot lately and I always feel their eyes on me too. I cannot help those who won't help themselves.

I hope you feel better soon.