prioritize

yes. organize.

my brain argued with itself the whole way there, so i couldn't go, without a thought i put in a call, and it was all done- except now- i sit here with broken hips, wondering how much i have to do until i am proven....

i feel "stranded in montana." every chance i got i smoked a cigarette, now i'm only flawed trying to thaw, i have no automatic defrost and its in my knees and out my mouth....

i had a dream about the time i was fifteen, and the fault lines in my head began to quiver- in sepia i cried to my parents, begging for help, and after being ignored cut my wrists open, but while my skin split no blood was present, or made...

like it evaporated,

as i do now.