My eyes shot up,
a fast motion
from the sink to my face
queued laughter
and
a
goosebump
waterfall
all the way down
to my left toe
big and soft.
I washed my earthy hands
as panic spread through my limbs
a slow tune.
Glossy red shade
laminating my sclera.
My mind circled around answers
to what happened,
precious secrets
kept solitary - for a quiet night.
Jun 30, 2025
Jun 30, 2025 at 10:06 PM UTC
My eyes shot up,
a fast motion
from the sink to my face
queued laughter
and
a
goosebump
waterfall
all the way down
to my left toe
big and soft.
I washed my earthy hands
as panic spread through my limbs
a slow tune.
Glossy red shade
laminating my sclera.
My mind circled around answers
to what happened,
precious secrets
kept solitary - for a quiet night.
Written in 2025.
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