jueves, 23 de enero de 2025

Hamster cage

You run in circles, like a hamster
under his obnoxious glare,
looking through the straws
for his very first stare.

Try to explain your truth and fear,
burn the traces of her hair,
you spill out into his ear,
but he knows. He doesn't care.

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