The nervous gnats are humming, fluttering wildly in my bones….
Tickling, shaming, needing, needling…
They won’t shut up.
They won’t shut up.
Flitter-flitter goes the brain.
But no firefly is here.
Don’t know what this crap is, but it’s yours now. Dispose of it wisely.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe on Day 9 of Steroid Z-pack
The Words & Madness of Chloe Stowe 