Same words recycled from the laundry mat.
3 lines. 3 times. 3 inches away.
Angel wings now- Bunny.
Who are you? (reused)
Where’s my brain? Where’s my brain?
Repeated - recycled - reused reused reused
Grains of sand billow in the wind.
Thoughts piling, trapped tightly behind the door.
Don’t take me yet. I’m not me. I’m not.
Bunny.
There’s nothing here. Nothing.
I’m walking, breathing.
Soft blanket, buzzing fan, warm candle-
Shhhh
I’m gone.
Jun 2, 2025
Jun 2, 2025 at 1:18 PM UTC
Same words recycled from the laundry mat.
3 lines. 3 times. 3 inches away.
Angel wings now- Bunny.
Who are you? (reused)
Where’s my brain? Where’s my brain?
Repeated - recycled - reused reused reused
Grains of sand billow in the wind.
Thoughts piling, trapped tightly behind the door.
Don’t take me yet. I’m not me. I’m not.
Bunny.
There’s nothing here. Nothing.
I’m walking, breathing.
Soft blanket, buzzing fan, warm candle-
Shhhh
I’m gone.