i'm crawling out of my skin... and it feels so good.
i'm feeling the effects of this haunting fire burn the last remains of my exterior, this inner revolution happening inside of me; it's permeating, it's exulting. it's through my nervous system. on the surface it's calm and and unsuspecting- no sensation or sign of a storm. then hail comes raining down on my shiny, pristine, new, vinyl ..and things start to disintegrate.
oh the rapture. oh the beautiful hilarity of self destruction,
only to be made anew.