light filters in through
the dirty windows
i haven't cleaned since
my bones turned to
dust and my mind went
sick. a bird
outside
the cage where light
filters in
through the dirty
windows i
haven't cleaned since
my bones turned
to dust and
my mind went sick. a
bird inside
the cage
unnoticed gone
like me
trapped in
the cycle where light
filters in through
the dirty windows i
haven't cleaned
since my
bones turned to
dust and my mind
went sick.
