
far, fall into an/other revolution
though it doesn’t feel like one
ʎןʇɥbıן ob
from a shell
, a seed
they shall be
we shall be
ǝɯɐןq oʇ ǝuo ou
what would you do?
warned of your own death
in your own voice
ob oʇ ǝɹǝɥʍ ou
? you’d run, right
, phobias
come from
who/
we can’t forget
ʎʞs ǝuo sı ǝɹǝɥʇ
the stories we pass
down are nightmares
we can become fragile
in our pursuit to remove
the negative parts of our

lives . . .even,still
seek
disrupt
