Tell me if that's where you hide (take refuge)
when it hurts more outside

than all the meat.

Tell me if you listen to the world twinge

swell with dust and blood.

Tell me if that's what's keeping you awake at night.

Tell me
what we will do what will be done
when nothing seems bearable to you

and your nails break

and have to be removed one by one.
to a

and you are left without a house without a temple.

You who are a domestic animal

and you are looking for a warmth
that does not kill you.

Photography by asketoner

Santiago

I'm a double shift writer. In the mornings I work at a tech startup as a UX Writer. In the afternoons/evenings I write poems.

I also play music.

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