don’t know what
is going on
it’s Saturday night
everything is
normal
no one is
around
he becomes transparent
probably seeing
through himself
right to the
floor
maybe his eyes
are just
acting funny
again
occasionally
turning what is
into what once
was flipping
this mind
sideways like a fish
on the floor
just a normal night
the thoughts
don’t help
but they also
don’t leave
someone has got
to be watching
but no one is
ever around…
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