brainhellhole overspill

the wall is blank, i stare and draw on it.

i see birds, in all glory of their plumes. red, yellow red, blue, green.

one flutters its wing, i blink. flutter and blink, to and fro like the faint violin i hear humming from the next cubicle.

i puke.

i draw a cage. i cage the bird. i cage all the birds.

i am caged.

~ by geniusness on September 4, 2007.