The sky didn't rain enough

I opened the door
it was unfamiliarly wet outside
the water eroded the memory

I have opened the wrong door

each door has a history
didn't know that
so I accidentally changed the story

now I'm entangled 
it feels like drifting through the ocean 
while seagrass has taken over your body
pushing you back

I don't want to go back

it is dark and wet
the sky is pouring heavily
compressing my lungs

I don't want to go back

I'll be forced to open my eyelids
and see
how mothers are wearing their children as a hat
                                                                  … your mother

while the walls are detouring from our house
may keepers hold you safe

we didn't know better
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