binge watch rot
My life is consumption,
When I'm in the deepest depths.
I stare at the screens around
And wait around for death

Saphrophytic spores found
Safe haven in my brain.
Rotting away the meaning,
Graying out the pane.

Windows of perception
Skew the facts ahead.
Twisted branches of thought
Make wretched noise in the wind.

© irakejelly