🌙 #17 - The hole

No
Don’t worry
It wasn’t all that sad
Actually

I turned the warm piece of me around
Studied it from all angles
Tried to pry it open
Just a bit
Held it up to the soft, warm light
Even tried finding anomalies
On the silky textures of the veins and muscles

Eventually
It never really works
And I throw it in the corner
With the others

Don’t worry
It’s not that sad
When you don’t feel
Anything.