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He wants to escape just like everyone,. From the sound of his own footsteps. Holding him tight to what is read as a stone. On his chest, for each weighted breath. Filling those lungs with doubts on the exhales. There is a light summer rain filling puddles. Because he smiles and dreams of flying. I used to watch from the grass,. Or wander into the containers. Where oil stains and gasoline stayed in stains,.

Saturday, February 7, 2015. What are we and why do we need to be anything. Why do we want to fit. Differences, similarities, shared ideals and opposite ideals. Feelings, emotions, notions and potions. Things we tell ourselves to get through, get by, get laid, get what we want. Big, little, tall, small. Gay, straight, fat, skinny. Ugly, beautiful, intelligent or not. Disabled, diseased, disfigured, disconnected, discontent. God fearing, God disbelieving.