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Saturday, January 21, 2012

StoNeY dAnCe

hazelnut flavored coffee
steaming, frothing
hands swollen and bruised.
the skin on my arms is taunt
yet, these people keep coming back for more.
and, I have no armor
or anyone to advocate for me.
IV drips drops dripping...
the stoney dance.

stoney dance in the clouds while
trying to make important decisions
and fend off the evil ones,
like dr. leon.
It keeps getting harder
to see through these glassy eyes,
so I cry...

and do my little stoney dance...

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Give me a little honey, honey
Sweet sugar happiness
I miss myself all the time
Who am I now that the Crohny has taken me
Do you know?
Even more so,
Do you know how to get me back?

I need to move on
Preferably with all the insides
I have left.
Dear Lord, I ask for your help...

I am being held hostage.

Experience. Freedom. Love. Now.