Fallin’ apart at the seams it seems and the iridescent image swims through a mirror that flows into the reflection of my behaviour so much so wanting to get across the road constantly but with this heavy heavy load like a tonne of terracotta tiles on my head structurally weak I’d rather stay home instead I wish I could offload on you anybody I don’t care who but that wouldn’t be fair either when you have your inconvenient load too many days I think about leaving the beauty of living is hard to see and I’m tired of searching for reasons to stay one more day it’s almost as if there’s something deceptive crawling around in my brain eating I don’t want to be but I’m always the same pitiful creature floundering it seems the iridescent image through the mirror flows into my behaviour

Thank you, Dora and the dVerse team.

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