Nothing

Curled, knees to chin (with so much skin), I wiggle my toes to remind myself not to neglect the things that seem insignificant. I catch my reflection. From behind I appear skeletal in this shape.[Let me run these lyrical fingers over the notches in your spine. I promise not to count, you were just so unexpected.]All that trying to garner patience does is convincing me that I am peculiar.I can capture the drumbeat in my ears on occasion. My breath hastens, even if slightly, and it is all just so peculiar. I had reasons and excuses. Logical reasons and reasonable excuses why I refuse to swallow the condition.Now? Now I am devouring it, and quite frankly, this inconsistency intimidates me.[Left to my own devices, I might destroy it all with more intensity than which it began. Fear does that to a girl.]Utterly unfamiliar.Awe.Amazement.Admiration.

Dear Snow Demons

Since I dont pray to god, I'll pray to you.
PLEASE, PLEASE, PA-LEASE..
Bring my dearest Mt. Baker like 2 feet of powder.

I promise to drink less wine tonight then I usually do,
and I will even go to bed early if you give me a down poor.

Good Morning Sunshine...