Posted in stream of consciousness

The Art of Languishing

I’m not just tired

My bones are melting away

Reclaimed by the universe

Ground into stardust and debris

My skin shrinks away in fear

Small fissures collapsing in on one another 

Growing caverns in the spaces I used to love

Life pooling among the rocks

A sweet elixir burning through my soul

I wanted to become

Without realizing what it meant

So no, I’m not just tired

I’m coming apart at every thread

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Letters from inside my head

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