Sometimes

October 22, 2015

Sometimes I don't want to want to know why

Sometimes I want to shut off the flashing red light that says always analyze

Sometimes I just want to curl up in a shell and and let the sand roll over

Sometimes I want to pin my shoulders back head up and look up to the sky with no option for slouch

Sometimes I want to fast forward and know

Sometimes I want the water to crash a few more times before letting me be free to go

Sometimes I want to make opposites into one once and for all

Sometimes I just want to not have the complexity and self-critiquing of a mind that's found and lost

Sometimes I want to let go of all self standards and values and run wild

Sometimes I want to dance as if I had no off button

Sometimes I want to escape in a way that makes me stay

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