fast asleep at 30,000 feet
strange happenings
looming in the air
you can taste it
dark chocolate no
peanut butter no
sulphuric acid
well maybe it’s always changing
burning your eyes
your skin
the lower chamber of your heart
a festering sore feels like a wasp
crawling on the back of your neck
you wrap a scarf around it
it’s summertime
you look around
what was once familiar is now alien
[inside the dream]
you keep telling yourself
to wake up already
another hour goes by
april two thousand twenty-four
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What a transition. Wish we could solve all our problems by wrapping scarves around them.
Yes, you got that right.