One exciting thing about being so full
of confusion that my wires fray and
spit sparks, so heavy with misery
that it spreads over the floor
as I walk, is the possibility that,
when it's all poured out,
I might see the wires to fix them.
I might lose mental heaviness
as well as physical.
I think that would be a good thing.
I think I will laugh.
I think I will stand on my head
to encourage the process.
~September 22, 2010
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