HGLA #93 - Everyone's soul is a little ticklish
Cry and you cry alone, laugh, and the world laughs with you
Everything is low.
The lights.
The chairs.
The vinyl.
The books.
All floor-mounted.
Like us.
Even the food in the fridge
scraps of what once was.
Nothing beyond
the bare essentials,
yet everything we need
all within reach.
Nothing too much.
No clothes too many.
Nothing above us,
No towering objects.
Stars,
separated by ceiling.
The candlelight flirts
between the an…
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