It's 3D and you can tell because of the colors,
Not the ripping sensation jaggedly cutting
Across my midsection as some sweet nobody
Cracks on the subway and spills out the ooey gooey
Sins bubbling and boiling in my chest.
.
You can tell it's 3D
Just by the sound it.
What's dripping onto the train floor isn't water.
It's something thicker, something warm.
Blood.
.
Ah, but it's 2D now, isn't it?
Everything is pressed and flat and something
Deep in my chest feels like it's melting into the floor
Like watercolors out in the rain.
But this red and blue world can only be 3D.
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Writer of the dark! Think of it like flipping rocks, the weird little stories underneath are my jam and jelly. Jam and butter? Just jam. Absolutely no use of AI in any of my works :)
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