entropatic

one after the other

i dont even remember
what the structure looked like to begin with
all i hear, is the resounding echoes
of breaking, collapsing

pieces
crumbling

some of which,
--i cant even tell anymore which..
not even my own.

there's nothing to explain anymore

just mumble after grumble of..
"i'll get to it later."

"it's like one of those fogs,
where when you get into it at first you think,
it's not so bad.
but as time goes on--
or as you get even further
you cant even tell where you are anymore
and you cant even
recognize
your own hand
in front of your face."

..i just want to rest.

"so hows your paper going?"

...im not like a "super hero" at all.