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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