denounces:

sometimes I start walking somewhere and then I start thinking about little things and then it leads to big things and I’ve lost track of where I’m going, where I am, who I am

and I am still walking and I see a brother and sister playing badminton on their front lawn and I hear rap music blaring from the speakers of a blue car and I can smell the fresh cut grass clippings from the man across the road

and I am still walking when I reach an intersection and I cross one street and then the next and then go back again and I’m walking in a square and I don’t know what I am doing I think I’m broken

and I am still walking when I reach the bridge that allows car to pass from one side of the city to another and they go back and forth and back and forth and they aren’t really going anywhere at all and I think they are broken too

and I have stopped walking and I put one leg over the rail and then the other and I feel the wind in my hair and breathe it in through my lungs and everything seems crystal clear because everything is broken and I cannot fix it

and I am walking through the air for a moment before gravity takes over and I let the river catch my broken body