"mind" by M.S Blues
- Jun 12, 2024
- 1 min read
Updated: Feb 14
thick room of tension
it could be cut with a plastic butter knife
that’s how abundant it is.
my eyes avert themselves from the glare of the sun those yellow, jaundiced eyes,
looking in my soul precisely.
intensity intensifies in the room that we occupy while the consideration of taking myself out of this equation dances through my mind.
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