Rotting From Lonliness

Wrinkly fruit. Gone-to-waste.

Leftovers. Disposed in haste

Shame or an unraveled state.

Unravelling, repairs to make

Consciences, expectations to placate.

All plans no purpose.

-Neru

Life is like a beautifully drawn up menu.

Left with wrinkly ingredients gone worthless.

Time waits for no-one.

Especially you.

I don’t know what’s worse wrinkly vegetables in the back of the fridge or frozen ones.

The texture’s dead either way.

🌱

Neru on ko-fi!

☘️


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