Scratch Scratch Scratch
Click Drag
Scissor claws descending
Twilight disappearing
Eyes lifted high
Still sageing
Blankets wrapped tight
Scrape Pull
Who’s there?
Whir Click Whirrrr
Heavy weight
Then suddenly light
Lifting higher, higher
Looking down
Laying there
Crying pitiful sobbing
Whimpering
Whispering
Wondering
Wishing
Husshhh Scrape Sshhh
Begging
and Praying
Please dear God
Release
Click Scratch
Trembling eyes
Gritty sandy eyes
Head full
Letters and spaces
Tumbling out
Dropping like blood
Filling pages upon pages
….Upon pages
Don’t be so fucking nice to me
Let me go
K-sshhhh Switch
Just
Let me go
Whirrr
click
Thump
tara caribou | ©2020
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My OCD is numbers. Endless numbers.
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Hugs
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I’m going to send you more cool music soon. Take care Tara
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Awesome!
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Feeling so much better through our talks. You have no idea.
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Anytime. I feel so much better too.
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Aww, insomnia, the stress… I’m sorry it was so hard… those long nights. I hate them… *hugs*
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I knew you’d understand.
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