m4y4_bee

Are you still

are you still

still breathing

vestigial organ of this earth

i am:

scared of dying inept at living

pitiful manifestation of man

unpacked the contents beneath

skin

can’t get them back again left them floating

in melancholic nostalgia

body is sapped body is drained

i am: malaise

in the unipolar form

don’t know much about anything

uncle

uncle

uncle



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