Life’s Little Misdirections 🥀🦋

Enough...Too Early For Halloween

I don't see myself here
I don't see myself there
I don't see myself anywhere

I see the vistas
Above the plains
I see my feet
I just see feet

I hear myself here
I hear myself there
Yet, I don't
Hear myself anywhere

I hear you
I hear them
I listen in
I just listen in

I smell the roses
I smell coffee
I smell the corpses
Lying in their coffins

Please don't rise for me
Don't set eyes on me
I'll go back
To my undoing

I taste
I touch
No sense
No feel

I don't see
I don't hear
Please,
Don't let me smell

I've had enough



Hello Mother?
I'm lying here dead in the street.
Can you come pick me up?

9.16.18
Something I wrote for Halloween, but for what? About what? 7.18.21
Obvious, the lack of puncutation lends to tone.