.comm bubble

always trouble

tiny eyes showing

windows

little pictures showing

gates

little people flowing

walls

little people glowing

hate

seventeen dreams silencing screams canceled streams cant believe a lying screen

seeing a book of faces distanced between two places the day love lost to hatred pulled away

no bleeding only feeding on the dreaming and unseeing needing nothing but these vaccines

antiquated touches placated and shaded smelling close to traded won't remember until it's faded

fingers tapping little mice moving wires before their trapping fighting fire with fire not tired