Friday, 3 January 2020

Salt

I wonder if I shave my head
will my ears rest easy on the pillow at night?
Will they stop troubling my mind
with all the whispers that got stuck on them like gunk
I should shower in the morning and clean my ears out,
properly.
Maybe it'll grow out curlier

When I have trouble falling asleep
all i think about is the sweat trickling down my body
staining the bed sheets
no  no  no
they should remain clean!!

All the stupid things I've seen in this world will never amount to why I continue to stay here in  a bubble world of carbon footprints larger than a giant's feet

The meek will inherit the earth
ants and cockroaches will rule it
and I hope thy run over my body with their little legs
I hope they make their home in my chest
and feed off of my rotting flesh
At least some one will make a home in me
even if in the post apocalyptic

Nobody left to salt the earth behind them



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