
Semi realistic pencil drawing
Semi realistic pencil drawing
You have plastered my eyelids open
Non contact tonometry
Force fed with gavage until I no longer awake
at the smell of burning grease.
Burrowed into retinas like a small flaming needle,
I’m afraid of the dark
And the art
I haven’t made
The places not stayed
And the overstayed welcomes I
Know not to inhale the stratosphere keep
Both feet on the ground
And look straight ahead
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