how long has it been and i'm still like this, i know.

these are the proving grounds and i haven't enjoyed myself at all.

i don't belong here.

i don't see me here.

i don't belong here at all.

my ego ate me whole.

and i don't like not acting but i can see my breath, i can still smell sweat, and i can feel a rib.

heat lingers from lips - cold shoulders and warm fingers.

arms and legs and arms and legs - our bodies fight the fog/wrap each other/grow together.

oh kudzu, hold me close.

it's there when i close my eyes.

yr there when i close my eyes.