Tuesday, November 25, 2008


Wandering around this room
The glare of the fluorescent bulb is getting to me
striving, striving
I wonder if I'll be stuck here forever
Hunger pangs
Striving Striving
Someone passed by yesterday and is back today
How did I get here
Maybe I'll lay down for a while
fold my wings in a bit (I'm cold)
striving to survive

I'm a moth in the men's room

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