a mind so thinned it can't reconstruct the abundance it once had
2026-06-11
after getting used to your own company
you get so familiar with who you're sharing your mind-space with
you ask their name, they're nameless
they do not ask about your name
and after a while you forget your name
how do you want to read?
poems can unravel themselves as you read, line by line, at a considered pace — or just sit there, fully visible, like normal.
change this anytime — look for “reading: …” near the top of any poem.