Some of my writing.

Found myself lost again.

Depleted deleted. Found myself lost again.
Picked up dragged
home sit me down
front of the fireplace where gases speak heat wellbeing
Pieces bits of broken hearts scattered
across the fourth dimension
which she has only just showed these
hollowed eyes.
Weight only a third of the world this time ’round.
She sits bony uncomfortable
on the seat on top my shoulders.
Carry your worn torn heart to a cliff
Rabid waves angry ocean welcome
Whatever is left of you.
Whatever it is I took from you.
Chewed up Spit up Swallowed downnn.

I’m sorry.

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