veins

2003-09-20, 10:20 p.m.

some days i wake up and it feels like veins have been extracted from my flesh. not that there is pain, or even a lack of feeling, but rather the feeling that i cannot connect the same dots as i did last night. something like playing piano with mittens, something like painting wet glass; fits of intentional pounding on the keys, and striking the mirror hard enough to break it.