Wind rushes past glass
Tiny cuts I dream drops
Of scarlet
The faster I ran red
Red
Red

a haunted girl is a home
some still stay., the ones she loves
they dwell in the mist
she stays away from her beloved ghosts
she still loves , of course

summer rotted under my tongue
dissolved into autumn
I am ready READY!!
Ready for the decay
the rot
Leaves bleed and fall to their ends
barren trees, cold
still silence
The decomposition of Anna
Thank you , fall
Falling into winter
I will not freeze alone
when you freeze to death you feel warm at the very end

The plants have grown in front of the windows and I can no longer see out of them. I live in the basement. My air purifier is filthy and needs a new filter. There’s photons on the wall but I am no longer the person in them. I live in a basement and I feel like that says something about me as a person. I’m below them, I watch them but I am hidden. They don’t look down to see me. That is okay.

Worms for dinner ! Worms for lunch
Worms wriggle in my red fruit punch

who do you see in the mirror when it is dark ?
behind me lay the women, the girls the girl
I was
In various states of decay.

How long does it last?
the roses wilt and leave, lifeless.
I dry them, beg them, bottle them.
Forever in a heart shaped jar
Forever sits on my alter and gathers dust
Taunts me

I used to be alive.