Let 'em work, let 'em live.

In yoga class our teachers say
that when your body shakes
your nervous system is resetting itself.
like when the nintendo freezes
and you blow the dust out.
maybe thats the reason
I'm freezing
from the inside
out.
uncontrollable/feverish/shivers
mummified in goose down
in the ancient egyptian mind
(that's mine).
I thought maybe
it was the booze drinks
but
now that i remember
what I was trying to forget
and my neuroses meet up
with yours
the integration is too much
for my meridians.
its like
a traffic jam on 95.
why isn't there
an alternate route?
There's always construction
when I'm in a hurry.

nessie.

There's a hole in my sweatpants.

My heater is on and the air is dry.

I'm so sick of the wheels of my mind

spinning the same shit

like  a slot machine

im putting 4 billion quarters in

where the fuck

is my winning combo/?

Satisfaction is the loch ness monster

elusive as fuck

lurking in the shadows.

Its cold.