On the Night I Drew a Q with My Toes

A girl traces the letter "Q" with her toes-
a letter that never fully appears,
in a dream that never quite ends.

Unspoken messages, soft insanity, gentle despair.
This is not horror. This is not fantasy.
It feels more like the leftover shape of someone's forgotten dream.

Alphabets only visible on the floor,
a stitched shadow trying not to cry,
a ribbon hiding what the lips can't say,
mushroom spores floating in cold tea...

Somewhere between eerie and delicate,
this song steps quietly into the strange and beautiful.
Let yourself drift.

And maybe-
you'll find a Q left behind at your toes, too.