I am attempting to live through a dead body ananas

the other day i cuddled with my soul, short

My friend Ja P. wrote this poem on the wall of our poetry clubhouse It's sorta wack:

I woke up last Wednesday next to a friend and i could not walk  straight

I've been contracted with a virus

i think i cannot bear this i am afraid of you afraid of who you think i am

i've always had an unfound obsession with raspberries

At last, I found my face

doors closing  doors closing