A COMMUNAL EXPERIMENT IN SELF CURATION

a Soul Project

archival : numb me up :

Down again
Down a low, spiraling abyss.
Tanner is gone. Perhaps still around, but no longer attached.
Our connection has failed. I can't give him what he wants. Someone else will be more right.

As prophesied months ago,
I shouldn't be with anyone. ANYONE.
I will probably end up alone, with my cats.

I need to be numb. I need to be numb for the next twenty, thirty years so I can just come out alive.

Sleep will take me soon. I wish it would take me permanently.