I have found
Matter to be filled in
I look at I-now
lying on the bed in the sunlight
I am beautiful
There are shadows
and the dust finds it’s way into the cracks
And I’m drawn to what is empty
what Is empty?
It/dying feels comfortable
Family/The desire to expand beyond the lines
Body/The desire to expand beyond the lines
Happy/The desire to expand beyond the lines
What is this dust?
The desire to break