upcycle

upcycling
my feelings
upcycling
what i fear the most
upcycling
the nights between
sunday and monday
when you come sneaking
to our bed at 5
and i leave our flat
at six

upcycling the ash
from bare panels
and old red coats

upcycling myself

year by year
there's less left
the core is more broken
when do i become nothing?

antique chinese vase

upcycling tears
turning them into
drinkable fluid
its your last hope
in the middle of a desert

upcycling
spiders that have
made their webs
out of my neuron synapses

upcycling
hallucinations
a bridge between
what is told to be astral
and my own physical
pain

they are insane
ain't they