Where Was The Last Stroke?
Minutes go by in my days.
minutes go by in my days-
sitting, counting how many nerves in these eyes get strained by the second.
staring at every particle of paint that got rubbed into these walls.
how many gallons they used to achieve an even job.
when did they finish painting?
where was the last stroke?
why am i even so curious?
Oh.
that’s right,
minutes go by in my days-
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