Stepping back, back, back, until my back hit the wall.
I’ll disappear, if not withdraw.
Category: Poetry
Borrowed Nervous System
The thing with “borrowing “ is, you eventually have to give it back, right?
Destructible Container
Annihilation, that makes one question, is the self intact at all? 🫧
Field Organizer
The field naturally seeks to balance asymmetry, even to its own detriment.
Led by automatic thoughts, wrought with logic in error.
Projective Identification
Wooooowweeee. That’s a whole lot of fantasy. 🏰
I don’t know exactly what it is, I just know it’s not me.
