Monday, November 17

perhaps if you'd look really closely
with that same gleam you get talking about the world exploding tomorrow
then maybe you'd see
that little bubbles of It are squeezing themselves through the space between each of my ribs
just wanting to be set alight with the gasoline from the red coloured box
which is odd, because what's inside is the same colour, that dirty fucking red
i swear the plastic wrap will tear soon
it's funny
because it's true

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