UntuitionHard to follow


This blood on my back
It ain’t mine
The bunny on my jumper, she has seen it all
With her plastic button eyes
I can feel your vision
Vitreous as it begins to fade
Do you see me now, do you see me now?
Little boy, last day of school
He cries grey, grip loose
His arms no longer form a fat pathetic noose
I breathe again