tw: mild angst
~inspired by a butoh exercise i did in dance studies today~
written on: february 16, 2024
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standing at the start line
go go go go go
and then i am at the finish line
crashing to the ground
i see the course in my periphery
everything i've done to get here
eyes on the end at all times
faster faster faster faster faster
and now i've arrived
and i feel
nothing
i've gained
nothing
YOU ARE READING
poetry by jungenwunder
Poezjamy old stuff is pretty bad but my newer stuff is much better, please pay attention to when it was written and feel free to start at the end of the book!! i will have trigger warnings at the beginning of chapters when necessary. stay safe, i love you.
