milena texts kafka and says
trust me, if you can
find the difference between
what you don't want and
what you can't have, then
you can call this slog a life.
who can go through you and come
out alive? any volunteers?
only small whys can fend off
the claws of the big why.
try to trust me, i've seen them
scuttle like civets on the roof
of my mind, their bright red eyes
pinpricks of sight in the darkness
and the darkness yet to come.
~ ajay
26/5/2022
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