sometimes when i visit nothing
i bring a sticky note
it just says i miss you
this dimension is otherwise empty
this is where things go
to get lost:
and they succeed often
i leave quickly and
remember to wave to the
nervous stranger who enters
holding too
a sticky note in his
trembling fingers, veins beating
like tiny butterfly wings beneath
paper skin
i make sure to close the
door behind me.
Jan 18, 2021
Jan 18, 2021 at 7:14 AM UTC
sometimes when i visit nothing
i bring a sticky note
it just says i miss you
this dimension is otherwise empty
this is where things go
to get lost:
and they succeed often
i leave quickly and
remember to wave to the
nervous stranger who enters
holding too
a sticky note in his
trembling fingers, veins beating
like tiny butterfly wings beneath
paper skin
i make sure to close the
door behind me.