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Consume The Room
The room is spinning.
Nothing is fitting.
I'm here, just sitting.
My confusion is not permitting
me to see everything.
Me to see anything.
I must be falling.
I must be floating.
I must be sitting.
The room is spinning.
My existence is thinning.
The room is spinning.
I'm breathing,
Rapidly, I can't help but breathe.
The room is falling apart.
Floating apart.
What am I doing?
The room is coming to me.
As I continue to breathe
I can't stop it.
I can't move.
I just sit and breathe.
And take it in.
I'm breathing in the room.
The room is coming in to me.
I'm breathing it.
I can't stop it.
I will consume the room.
Oh surely
I'm going to choke.
I can't help but inhale the entire room.
The room
I consume.
It won't stop.
I won't stop.
The whole room is going inside me.
How fascinating.
But terrifyingly freaky.
