Wednesday
December 2, 2015
9:22PM
Sometimes, I feel as though the plugs and wires and buttons of technology are like veins and tubes connecting to my heart.
They pop and push inside my arteries as if they belong there, as if it is their home and not mine.
Without them I will die.
My lungs dance up and down for them, but my heart doesn't seem to like them. Deep down it knows they are not my friends.
They don't keep me alive.
Not really.
They eat me.
Bite by bite, shovel by shovel their stomachs are never quite satisfied.
I could drown in the monstrous shadows of my bedtime room and they wouldn't blink one tear for my loss.
Not one.
Are you following?
-k.p.b
