Sunday, March 28, 2010

Story | Pandora's Box

Tears accumulated inside the brain, yet not a drop can dispanse itself out from the tear duct out onto the plump face. Invisible construction workers are hammering down on the skull, causing each nerve to scream and yell until death.

I slept so much, over twelve hours. Yet none of it helped with the chaotic situation. The bees still pinch around my temples, slowly bringing me into the void of paranoid. All I can do now is to document, to express all my pain and anger and frustration and sadness into a space.


2010/03/06

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