Thursday, December 30, 2010

solidify


feel it

feel it rushing
under my skin
it runs through my veins
not blood
no blood is in me
there is more to me than mere blood
a noise I know, although it can not be heard,
I understand it.

I feel as though my skin has changed,
in texture
it stiffens, what is underneath is solid.
I can not hold tears, for I am not made of liquid
I have solidified
pure
solid
a sense of serenity can be seen across my stiff face
I no longer move

I
am
pure
solid

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