Standing in the queue zombified and hypnotized... consuming the proverbial apple

Becoming Eve

domesticated and silent... cattles from the society farm  trying to act "human"  happily kept captive and unware of their  own hypocrisy

Trying to hide in a maze thats drowning in mirrors...  sometimes seeing in  third person with razor blade eyes

Detailed canvases briefly flashing before me... compartmentalizing my thoughts covering them in cobwebs

The migraine subsiding... the heartbeat inside the mirror... sleeping