Can’t sleep, I have nightmares

Can’t sleep, I have nightmares

I see myself staring at myself

sleeping

from above.

 

None of us have eyes.

 

Six black holes cry crystal dopamine.

They whisper “there were stars here

once.

We miss them. We MISS them.

Bring them back”.

 

 

But the only thing I found awake

was the scent of dried flowers

and a deep blue shiver

in the dark.

 

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