Twenty Four Below

Folding dirty laundry to compartmentalize unnecessary memories in non sequential order 

Chaos organized behind manila folder tabs in chest pains until heartache overloads from mass storage 

Evaporated tears become saliva to swallow when words don't adequately explain exactly what I mean

Nimble quivers plague the very essence of my crowded fears briefly shaking up things in my head 

Crushing the debris of destruction on construction paper hoping this euphoria will bring me closer to Ms. Stones Art Class 

Rearranging my living room, now love seats opposite foul cabinets behind statutes of limitations for dismantled trophy kills of battered dreams, reflections of self centered lazy boy surrounding the backdrop of mirrored mental mirages, twenty four below in this place