The Ceiling Stares
mossyfrets
November 24th, 2025
throat dry
parched
ceiling hums
like a fridge
in a dark kitchen
clock ticks
its own slow heart
sheets twist
around me
like silent conversations
phone lights
talking to strangers
on screen
I read
borborygmus
good word
look it up
stomach gurgle
outside
car coughs
and dies
water tastes
like nothing
screen light
paints shadows
hands curl
and uncurl
like restless leaves
walls lean
closer
air thickens
as if the room
wants
to hold me down
Amanda84
November 25th, 2025
@eatingpopcorns
The everyday normality.
The routine tones.
The hopelessness hanging in the everyday air.
The remnants of each day laid bare.
The symbolism strong in everyday items.
Another work I've enjoyed 💜💖