I wish you slept here.
There are cobwebs above your head.
Just one, the shadows make more of them.
There are more, a lot more.
Outside you mean? They only wish they were spiders.
Oh god I feel like there all over me now.
They are.
The only thing worth dying for is other people.
Light all the light bulbs, this room isn't white enough.
All the dirt has eaten the light.
And we've eaten nothing worth words.
What words would make for eating?
"Mainland" would be filling, or "Emotion."
They have several voices.
And how many do you have?