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Ever Since
Uniformly informal
Figure me out
Pick at my hanging edges
Imperceptible to the naked eye
Unable to be looked for
Unable to be found
Lost in the endless chaos of being
Struck by the ever expanding future
Sleeping among the grass blades
Growing up and around my figure
Fight or flight or freeze or fawn
A missing persons poster without a name or face
A being
Being without a mouth or head
Being without living
Living without death
A mirrored image
Of a closed eye
If I can’t see you
You can’t see me
You can’t shoot to kill if you don’t know where to aim
Figure me out
Pick at my hanging edges
Imperceptible to the naked eye
Unable to be looked for
Unable to be found
Lost in the endless chaos of being
Struck by the ever expanding future
Sleeping among the grass blades
Growing up and around my figure
Fight or flight or freeze or fawn
A missing persons poster without a name or face
A being
Being without a mouth or head
Being without living
Living without death
A mirrored image
Of a closed eye
If I can’t see you
You can’t see me
You can’t shoot to kill if you don’t know where to aim
Published 16th Sep 2024
Author's Note
Lost in the movement, an off tempo dance to an ever changing rhythm. Closer to the top and still sinking the bottom, drowning on the notion that the clock is one minute off. Praying that I can stay awake late at night, so the dark lets me breathe in the morning. Rushing down the gutter, ever ever ever since.
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16th Sep 2024 6:08pm
Knowing yourself is the best gift you can give yourself, my friend.
Holding you in thought.
Holding you in thought.
