02/28/2017 in The Thing

Frequency used to be my jam. All the words, all the letters. Climb to the top of that page.
Be the pinnacle.
Be the face to something in this. Well, that.
I would like to say I want something different now, but I’ve been at this long enough to know what I /really/ want.
But wants are wants
and haves are closed
I’m still quite open. Wide open. So, I’m not quite sure what I’m doing or what the purpose is.
It’s early in the morning and I find myself against this wall of media
data
and pixels.
There are voices all around me, but this one is mine.
I’ll talk myself down.
Down and in. Ever and always.