Dec 31, 2018 13:48
big fat war
in the middle of
soldier finds rest
vintage Facebook, once my “space”
“wall” now “line”
keeps losing dimensions
I thought
all my friends
were just artists
but we really
all just have
mental illnesses
obsessive compulsive disorder
attention deficit hyperactive
bipolar with psychotic features
according to myth
Narcissus lives, we just
want him to drown
so we intentionally raise
the river tide higher and
make his reflection clearer
I don’t want
to be seen
on surface level
I don’t want to be seen on
surface level without others
understanding the context that
it is one of the rarest
opportunities for me to feel
empty, alone, as form of meditation
selfie says:
“look at me,
I’m dreaming”
comment says:
“this is shared reality,
we’re dreaming”
we won’t all drown if
we all fall into the river
at the very same time