now

looks like

they splashed green, splashed purple, scribbled over it,

then they splashed yellow and splashed red.

it was given a name, it lugged a prick, it wore a tit

but i have no clue what it was they bred

i am feeling imprisoned to call it all - lit.

a day has passed and then a month and then an year,

batteries had died and was replaced,

light bulbs have died too but i have not replaced all,

their holders need to be replaced too.

there is mold all over,

i have folded myself into less over and over.

the fan refuses to work in a specific speed setting,

the speed setting between it’s too cold and it’s getting hot.

i flip the bedding, coir for a season, sponge for another

bad coir, bad sponge, too many odd seasons

i do not have giant walls around me,

like i said, there is mold on my walls and ceilings

people exclaim and scrape at it and it falls off

i am exhausted sweeping and cleaning

and i cannot afford new walls and ceilings

my new mouse died too just now,

it was wireless, small, refused to be a puppet.

but puppets don’t die.