Clatter

It is impossible to imagine a color you have not seen.

I can't call my mother because she makes me panic.

When I say that I'm crying, what I really mean is that I want to cry, but can't.

Instead of dying: the jellyfish simply ceases to move.

Glass moves like any other liquid but slower.

Sex is another way of communicating with your body, like self harm or sign language.

I complete five crosswords a day because it stops the panic.

Trucks are downshifting on main street.

Most of what I do, I do to stop the panic.

I never cry about things outside of my head because they all seem so far away.

Hair is partially composed of cyanide, napalm is just gasoline and plastic. I am just carbon and bad timing.

If i were someone else, I think I would still be mentally ill.

It is impossible to imagine a color you have not seen.

by Neil Hilborn

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Most of what I do, I do to stop the panic. I never cry about things outside of my head because they all seem so far away. great original expression of your theme.... thank you. tony