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apathy
what is there
left?
the sound of water dripping
into the empty universe of a
metal sink
watching the walls crawl
like a thousand
chattering
spiders
listening to the ceiling
reciting Chekhov
or the terrified screams
of some poor creature
being set ablaze in the
echoing distance
your eyes,
gone
your hair,
gone
your body
gone
us,
gone
Published 22nd Aug 2024
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16th Sep 2024 7:49pm
"or the terrified screams
of some poor creature
being set ablaze in the
echoing distance"
That really delves into the senses and conjures feelings of nostalgia, sadness and reality check.
Strong piece bk.
of some poor creature
being set ablaze in the
echoing distance"
That really delves into the senses and conjures feelings of nostalgia, sadness and reality check.
Strong piece bk.
