On earth the ceiling cries; 

December 2025 (♑︎)

Pull it from me like an endoscopy 

Chain linked anchor harbouring weight, . I stay put on this earth as a grounding
My sadness

Lingering net, careful to not transpose upon like a shadow

A Quiet girl, transient .& I cant seem to catch it get ahold

No matter what direction i face, light finds me holding hands with stuttered thoughts

And its capacity is a window

Sadness has a face

And its guts dance like a lava lamp warming up

you start to see how it glows once illuminatedf 

Its digestive system, how blood and gravity keeps it willing and as interesting

capacity

Lost in a cave where its ceiling cries,where teardrops fall off/from the ceiling

 i break glow sticks like the joints of barbie dolls

broken limbs illuminate the distance

The universe has an ongoing/engaging podcast

I tune in to find my way out of here

My ancestor whisper its frequency

As I outline my shadow with chalk in an the artist was here way

I see solitude in maze like cavesso i can call onto wisdom and have it find me like ecolocation

Do you hear the call of the heart

The acoustics iin this cave

The ceiling cries so its eeasier to tear