my funny faces

here to express my thoughts on the ruffling and clangor of the outside world 10 feet away from the foot of my bed outside the door there’s a woman shaking things up, putting them down and turning things out into the air 

im inside my cozy warm cube of heated air stifling air still air, the only movement coming from these twisted fingers and my funny faces 

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