i woke up inside my head
this morning
a beautiful nightmare
full of doubt and delusion
but i floated inside
and shoved each letter of thought
through small vents in my skin
i caught them with my tongue
and spoke them into small jars
that i hid underneath my bed
a bittersweet lullaby.
...i caught them with my tongue and spoke them into small jars...
ReplyDeleteit reminds me of catching fireflies and putting them into jars like wishes.