wet grass
wet grass
poem by nilson
made for tunnels of vextro in december 2024
made with videotome by communistsister
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sit in the wet grass in my backyard, look into the dirt and see what moves in it
topics: illness, death, bodies
length: around 10 minutes; play with audio on
made it past another year thanks to my friends
worm-walking, pages from the underground, half-eaten
another buried prayer
"i've been training my whole life to meet you on the other side"
"if you think getting old is scary wait for what comes next"
🪦🪦🪦🪦🪦🪦
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I got to the decision to dig east or west and didn't know what to do. I live like a worm, I'm not a real doctor, but I am a real worm.