Sometime stream of conciousness

Your heaving wheezes
On my bony shoulder,

Your angered fears
My limp empty smile,

Anxiety fatalism,
Fatuous platitude.

Outside looking in,
Inside looking out,
Eyes never meeting.

Author: Mixy

artist, thing maker & idea magpie. I am making it all up, one bit at a time.

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