off

the world feels
half a step

off

there is a
palpable surrealism
dripping
to form
mirrorpuddles
but i know
instinctively
not to gaze
too deeply
into the ambiguities
they reflect
affecting disaffected
instances of rejections
prior to the
actual execution
of escapology
apologies

i haven’t
seen the sun
in days now

i question if
i ever actually
witnessed the light
or if it is another
dreamsliver
stuck
in the bleeding
gums of real
falsality

if you are real
give me a sign
something
to let me know
you are not
another illusion
in my ill fitting
skinsuit
of silent questions

don’t look
at the puddles
or let the rains
touch
your skin

maybe we can
take sanctuary
in each others’
shadows
just until
this storm
passes

i am huddled
in a parking garage
searching
for the mythical
sun

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