i have ...

... this persistent sadness today. one of those feelings that tries to trick you into paying too much attention to it by writing about it or trying to channel it into some kind of creative expression. but as soon as you give it that little bit of acknowledgment, it expands like fungus, sinking feelers into dark, moist places you never wanted anything to touch.

if you don't do anything with it, it stays put, festers, feeds on itself, and slowly dies.

but it always leaves a spore.