crazy --
bathroom cupboard
topside down
inside up-down, out
bottoms off first
feels backwards
rushed
photo-esque
bottom out
bottomless
next door neighbour thinks you're beautiful
is meddling
is jealous
is watching you yogayoga
'cross the road
curtains never shut
windows open like usual, if I could
bury us all
bury this
bury all
burial
running to cunt-mouthed lyrics
dancing to filthy rhythms
running, to dancing
running is not dancing
everything is dancing
"Everything. Is dancing."
dancing, is dancing
running to the world
from the world
the world is running, round
round itself
like a dog chasing its own tail
this planet never stops
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