slits for eyes, lounged in the chair bashing vegetables
quick to the other side of the room…
red haired carelessness and judgement with love for everyone except him.
then you, YOU;
there, somewhere, better but for how long?
warm next to me, unbearably unreachable.
the only thing left to do…
jumps out of skin, flys away
and looks for the fleeting one;
for the cycle shall begin again
spiraling into the infinite and divine.
she looks at you
her eyes trying to find you
she wants to make sense of you
she can’t speak
but she just keeps looking
and it destroys you.