five_minute_poetry nr your eyes are heavy  i can feel them pulsing, watering wanting to close you're feeling me and trying to resist me but i know what's best for you i push and push and push  you'll succumb to me and resist facing what you know you can't what the world won't let you then i aim for the nose press and press and press you feel your nasal passage tingle and throb i try to put some words in your mouth like "ugh it hurts, i can't do anything else, what's even the point?" and the like but you're not saying them you're still not saying them and still and even still i can feel you fighting, resisting with your overactive thoughts and internet searches and ways to heal yourself that will never work against me why do you bother? i can hear your thoughts, softly and then louder, louder, louder "why must we always be controlled by what's in our heads?" 211106 what's it to you? who go blather from