Closeted beings
Asleep in your bed
Body’s un-life
Crouched starved smothered head
shriveled
Dying – undead
Posted hung secret
Collectively held
Bodies melt to skeletons
The smell the smell
The smell!
In wonder
Closeted beings
Asleep in your bed
Body’s un-life
Crouched starved smothered head
shriveled
Dying – undead
Posted hung secret
Collectively held
Bodies melt to skeletons
The smell the smell
The smell!
Powerful. Reminded me of Munch’s “The Scream”.
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“screams and plugs nose”
It feels like a scream. Yes.
Agony Aunts are catching.
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Now that IS scary!
🙂
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You make me laugh.
Just remembering how often I unfollowed your Sweet Aunties then refollowed your derelict mind before I figured out it was all you and grew.
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The dialogue of the divided mind; the only true way to hear the sound of one hand clapping.
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You hear that?
Answers a lot.
Devised mind like Catalina Matalina’s hips only mindwise.
You right. Few things more fun than being two or more places at once. Devided yet coordinated. How many planes are you abke to occupy at once? Since the other hand clapping claps in one of them places…
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I fully occupy the all spaces where I am. A chord when I sleep, a chorus when I wake.
Still trying to sing all the unseen colours in the rainbow.
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