curated visions and premeditated omissions
curated visions
and premeditated omissions
you’ll filter every crack on the walls
until you can’t guess their former colors anymore
spread yourself so thin
you can see your own bowels
from where you’re standing the whole system striving
to process every word but your own
you can’t please everybody
no matter how hard you try
no matter how long you bend on your knees
no matter how fast you dry other people’s tears
diving into others so much
you forget your own pool
of woes and problems
maybe the remedy
is to shelter yourself
the same way you do everyone else