I have a well-defined centre but no discernible circumference <br />In winter, I eat ice cream: survival can be difficult <br />my heart rate slows down and my body temperature drops <br />I fumble with THOUGHTS and FEELINGS <br /> <br />months go by while you're waiting for responses <br />I fog, I forget what the flavours were <br />strange decisions are made about messages <br />people ask me if I am religious <br /> <br />I'm not, but I am on a crusade <br />people need to be warned about halogen lights <br />they need to stop reading my mind, wasting time <br />simple circles and complex designs, broadly-similar mysteries <br />there's nothing new about change <br /> <br />your nose drips, but you say nothing <br />silence is consent<br /><br />Tanec Rayl<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/got-a-dollar/
