like someone’s dropped a white sheet over the world

there’s the red glare
like rockets
in the whites of your eyes
and i know
shit’s about to go off
i see you turn down the sound
and i know what it feels like
like someone’s dropped a white sheet over the world
it makes it hard
for anything else to get in
but that’s the way you want it
a flash of light
and then a slow fade

“it’s a parade in here”
you say
as you gesture
towards your head
with the palm of your hand

i have something to show you
but not here
somewhere far away

everyone seems to have a place they fit
how do they know where to go
they all seem so useful
even if i can’t figure out what they’re doing

sometimes my hands
feel like they weren’t made for this world
i can’t always grasp the things in front of me
it’s almost as if they weren’t there at all
like when you and i sometimes pass right through each other
without even noticing

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