eclipsedbyme

This is the third time now. Of course it’s not clear.
I’m not sure why it’s happening, the same feelings, the same thoughts,
slightly different surroundings. Always a dead body. This time in the bath.
Last time on the bed. Always looking for something. No idea what it could be.
Too many other people that I don’t know. Buzzing voices from other rooms,
no one is there. I can only hope that I get some clarity next time I go there.
Record what I see now.

green carpet
blood spatter
dirty kitchen counter
old claw footed bathtub
curly hair
red
kitty
metal
spiral stairways
black
candy canes
suffocation
face mask