i wish i could disappear into spaces,
fold myself into corners,
consumed by a quiet malaise,
swollen with unspoken anger.
loneliness settles, like dust,
and i feel myself dissolving
into something impermeable,
no longer flesh,
but part of the structure itself.
i become the building
that houses these reflections,
where shapes begin to form
in the dimness,
and still,
i cannot recognize them,
though they move
exactly like me.
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 3:51 AM UTC
i wish i could disappear into spaces,
fold myself into corners,
consumed by a quiet malaise,
swollen with unspoken anger.
loneliness settles, like dust,
and i feel myself dissolving
into something impermeable,
no longer flesh,
but part of the structure itself.
i become the building
that houses these reflections,
where shapes begin to form
in the dimness,
and still,
i cannot recognize them,
though they move
exactly like me.
inspired by takashi ito's thunder
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