lately i feel more alone when i talk to people

Sometimes the world should be seen through darkness

And birds should call you to your destination

And when you get there, everything feels like it is softer than it ought be

And harder,

And sharper

Then everything should turn red,

And your eyelashes will grow longer,

And they will be platted by small ants

But ants are normally small,

Then suddenly everyone you have been not talking to will confront you and ask you

what is going on.

but you will have nothing to say

and quietly you bow your head and walk away.




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pencil shavings on my carpet and jam in my hair by adam coates