Bed Rotting

Become one with the mattress,
Watch the ceiling stipples dance,
This is my sarcophagus - time is flat and foggy,
The sun is inviting me,
But I've already decomposed.
Rot. Rot. Rot.

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rinkydinkydoink · M

Is this your writing? It's a helluva lot better than the usual sickeningly sweet stuff on here.