Feels on a dying leaf

feels to me: the bricks tied around spread to break - air

feels to me noise spike the innermost drums and b r e a k the strongest snare

feels to me: the particles.. share a room... in me, from space to cells

feels to me, me, a simple mind calling to writing~

it is the morning fear of a #lost_life

and the/ pleading clear of a true* wish

my/ leaf has a headache

my/ tree, a bleeding streak___

my/ delicate stem - builds on ^ absent amenities

my leaf is dying

and my mind is haunted

by phantoms of a time

fake reigning supreme