The fluorescent bulb has a nervous twitch

by galenix · 20/03/2026
Published 20/03/2026 20:22

The fluorescent bulb has a nervous twitch.

I wiped the mirror with the heel of my hand

to see the tired lines and the uneven pitch

of a face I still don’t quite understand.


I remembered the bus stop, the rain on the bench,

and the guy who said it like he was telling a lie.

I looked at my shoes and felt a sudden clench,

waiting for the joke to pass me by.

#existential unease #identity crisis #memory #self reflection #urban alienation

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