Monday.

Once upon a time, this blog was a vibrant and prosperous place where only the coolest thinkers would hang out. Sadly enough, life has this way of the hindering the creative process and has recently completely paused progress on the blog. This is super ridiculous because creativity should not be something with an on/off switch. But that is simply where we are. Anyways, here's a small bit of inspiration and hopefully the first of many posts to follow soon. Keep it real out there, folks!

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sometimes I feel it burning burning burning inside of me
threatening to spill over and out and 
boiling boiling boiling
I choke

the rocket's full of fuel and
well oiled and
the peices function like
clockwork
and I know.
I've checked ten thousand times
because it's the only thing i care about
the sole piece of light crawling through the cloak
of apathy that consumes me
in the dark galaxy of emotions i cant escape

and daily i feel the explosions inside of me
more than neurons firing on a tuesday
and im shaking with the strength of a stampede
dark stallions lost in the night,
choosing to tear me apart

i just want to write to you
and explain how much it hurts
and medicate the botomless void that's grown deeper
since that wednesday

and ever still im burning burning burning white hot inside
simply waiting for ignition to provide release
what an elementary job, maybe one for
a cigarette butt or candle's glint
but a task so large for my trembling hands

so i'm waiting wating waiting
refusing to believe it's all i'll ever do

-Isi