• N.J. posted an update 7 years, 2 months ago

    I’m so stuck
    in the mud on the banks of yellow rivers
    and lush green rice paddies
    that I can’t even breath enough air in–
    so stuck I feel the need to peel
    the skin beneath my eyes with blunt nails
    and tweezers just to see,
    see what I’m missing, what I’m missing
    because even without the noise
    my concentration is shot.
    In the forehead.
    Hemorrhaging through the flood gates
    so quick, so much, too paltry
    that all I really want in life is to eat chicken,
    go to bed, pray and write.