star/blackhole

8 years of working in nursing homes.

I know what the human wants. To be
seen.

behind the shell of bodies
gardens within gardens

I would walk that maze with
you

make friends with all your dark
afternoon tea with your demons

I would stare your past right in the face.

I wouldn’t
even

flinch.

 

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