the silence was
SOMEWHAT
heavier today.
AS IF
it had swallowed
a lot of noise.
the transition between
sleep + BEING AWAKE
was filled with
UNWANTED dreams.
.
his voice had a tone
of casual entitlement
to being right.
even in his dementia.
.
+ I REALISED,
that he would never
wake up to the fact,
that he was a
FULL ON expression of
patriarchy + privilege,
because in his reality
it was common sense.
maybe he would
in another life.
WHO KNOWS.
(anything really)
.
music: 'Left-Hand Path'
by Clubroot
.