Momentum

Oh i am far too careful to let myself just fall.

The light shines close to my eyes. Its not golden or hazy, but white, bright, piercing, retina disease. I am sucked into its false glow. Happier outside its light but addicted to the mind numbing relief it gives. Here i am perfect. And the hands gently go from 1:22:24 to 3:45:34. And then the guilt overwhelms even the splitting migraine. Insomnia, please take me away.

Yet i roll over. The pillows turn slowly, speckled with their shedding wings, cold and distant yet scrunched into familiar patterns. Every bobby pin in my head presses its spine into my skin, tight and hard and hurtful. Like these words. The dreams i try to avoid. The walls i want to build. Every time i try stupid (k)nights call for my workers to halt. A queen bee is useless without her hive.

Compartments for storage. Free only the first month. My compliments go out to false advertising.