all the way to the basement flooding foundation of house,
chasing away all of the rats, scaring bats,
storm came of nowhere, uninvited visiter banging on my door
in the middle of night.
Or maybe it was roomate that forgot his keys, right?
Water filled cracks in the walls
making it feel like whole, maybe this house was build only
for rain to come along,
did any of the neighbours hear the thunder?
Was it lightning or just shine of their perfect smiles?
Walls pulled down – trapping me under ,
bats flew across in rings above my head,
spots in front of my eyes turned red,
blood nowhere to seen,
reminding me – this is not real.
Opened the door just to see,
the thunder was just planes above me
saying „you don't have to stay“
because only thing that ever felt like home
was just my body anyway.
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antifunebracka
18. 11.novembra 2017 23:42
Také atmosférické.
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