Friday, 18 September 2009

Amoeba

I adorn a frown upon my face.
Whether that makes sense. I do not care.
I am sad.
Chemical imbalances in my body. Lack of synaptic activity.
I fear the tears are about to roll.
And so, I am putting on Blue Planet.
To watch creatures, that have the luxury of not computing human emotion.
And I will not have my sleeping tablet (because I don't have any!).
And I will go to bed.
And that is the story of another insignificant being.

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