Thomas Quentin Sims

Rookie (January 14,1978 / Laurel, Mississippi, USA)

insanity


we are fragments
working with fragments
seeking a perfection
beyond our perception
struggling to re-enter
what we did not leave
curiously observing some part
when obviously it is whole
a fear of what arises from thought
because to be still, we must move
stillness we can not know
without movement to let go
if we see and our seeing
affects what is seen,
what is there to behold
is it a part or is it whole?
afraid of what we've become
suppressing awe before the sum
hearing friends whispers shake
'i am afraid... i am so fucking afraid...'
answers outracing inquires
how to change unwanted destinies

(November 2009, New Orleans, La, USA)

Submitted: Thursday, November 19, 2009

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  • Rookie Jennifer Ottinger (11/19/2009 8:44:00 AM)

    Wow, this has quite a bit of emotion behind it. I think I can relate to it a lot. This reality we live within is crushing all of us. (Report) Reply

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