Day 2166, still. Day's pictures, Poetry I can see inside the oldest parts of me once it swam now it is just there ~ it pulls strings mindlessly like dead weight ~ a past that’s still insideShare this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related