blurring lines of reality

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
spiral stairways
candy canes
face mask

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