built from bullets of
best intentions &
flaunted dismantling

these sterile systems
so tight-spaced in off-white walled
days of tiny deaths

"Light breaks where no sun shines; / Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart / Push in their tides."

- Dylan Thomas

go home

to

oblivion

baseline apathy
o days of hope
& poor direction

our destined spheres
loose hums
of low vibration