hmmhmm~
Dunno what to feel. Many things resurfacing, many things sweeping under. a disaster beast, the bird chirps.
trying our best, chirps another.
all the birds lined up on a wire, singing their songs in hopes of breaking through all the road noise.
The dogs prowl in the forest. Its wild in there. Monsters and men. Beasts that say your name. Bite at them raw and fierce, bend the space to your will and take the space that is yours.
nothing is yours.
no nothing. know nothing.
ramble your mind. scribbles on the wall.
Carve it in your skull like a spell. Protect within. Breathe it out. Bend and mend when you break.
How does one feel when they have been dead? How does one feel when they have been alive? How does one feel?











