The want of wanting highlighting every single thought. Squinting through cheap sunlight in a synthetic life. Invisible despotism in deafening homogeneity. Countless attempts at sharing happiness through a glass coffin. A lack of mirrors proves everything to be unreal. Arguments from the bottom of a well. Rest disguised as accomplishment. Theater in the threat of clouds. Cradling an unwinding clock in the quiet corners of my headchamber. Blue-green steel as an ideology fails in real life. Because I failed it.

4:10 p.m. - 2021-11-18