كلمات هون

"What happened here?
A collapse
And a mountain of love
Day after day
I am questioning my phone
There is a dead body in my bedroom
everyday they rehearse their killing
I can't dissociate
done
What's left to say

A tiny land
With a gaping wound
Some people linger
And some go absent

Clouds in the living room
darkness sitting with me
my body is shaking and the TV is on
done
What's left to say"