Check Please

Front Door.

It’s locked.

It’s locked.

I think.

It’s locked.

Knock Knock.

We’re in

The Pink.

The Lights.

Bark Bark.

They’re on.

They’re off.

They’re on.

King Kong.

The Lights.

Ping Pong.

The Stove.

Dear Friend.

We’re at

The End.

It’s on.

It’s off.

Let’s check.

Zoloft.


Metal.


Ticking.


Heat.


Cherry Red.


They’ll find me in the morning.


Gripped in pain they will wonder.



First Published by Synchronized Chaos

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