tiistai 23. helmikuuta 2021

Nice ice, baby.

shivering, shaking, freezing, trembling
am i in wandavision? is there a glitch in the matrix?
nah, our home is like the antarctic


on the outside i'm bumbling
in my mind i'm crumbling, tumbling
down


snapping my ice cold fingers
this rhythm in my head, it lingers
even my fiery dance moves aren't keeping me warm


i love the dark but also i hate the dark
these colours give me a needed spark
of joy, creativity, clarity


starting
quitting
succeeding
failing
inspiration
emptiness
imagination
detachment
mimeomia
heartworm
énouement
fitzcarraldo

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