NOT AS PRETTY IRL
I was sitting a phone looking
selfies myself & how i really loathe
how obsessed I am trying to find balance
between what is love and what is fixation of
a blurred image i see my hands when
I look at them i feel until I look away I am
no longer there a ghost a wolf a little creeper
digging night down into me I know the mind manifests
& what it is to keep my mouth open
suggestive that I breathe
SIMULATION OF TWO PLANETS COLLIDING
ambiguous message
seeing sandhill cranes
every I go
I am feeling
variable he said
if it makes sense
my simulation
two planets colliding
no further pass
destruction
