Poem -

04:42

04:42

Is when it hits you
Gone
Black & Grey
Ā because white can't be scrubbed back to white once dirtiedĀ 

Ceiling dries up and lights are off on off
There's no clock in this room, time doesn't exist.Ā 

Brain souvenirs flutter past capillaries and blue veins.Ā 
Almost electric. Neon.

Clean fins and loose eye bagsĀ 
A princess pea causing insomnia causing doctor causing death

Dust and growing limbsĀ 
Constant need to stretch outĀ 

Always lonely, never aloneĀ 
Always tired, never asleep

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