do you notice, when? i do.




there is something about 00:01
truth spills through a screen
disguised in words

i wonder, if you notice
when you say stuff like
us and we
neither referring to her or me

no thing is a constant without a constant, and
all i want is more
so i will stop thinking there will be

00:01, it seems to spill truth
life comes back presented as tiny words




Poetry by Holly Hawgood
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Written on 2024-04-02 at 01:02

Tags Nostalgia  Past  Thought 

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