too soon?

take any
more
more
of whatever is left
if you want
I’m seeking a sort of
privacy
Within

the search for the vitamins
that I put in my bra
It’s my newfound defensive
character
and the yearn
for any faint smell of
warm spring dirt

catch up to me
by the lake
or watch the butterfly
try to escape
through the netting

It’s still orange and
existing, we’ve
all been desperate

chest in drk blue

there have been
a few things
stepping stones
an island and a diamond
I think it’s time to
become a monk
or maybe
I know that something
but i’m here
in this mental breakdown
crossroad place
because of a date rape
drug
sleepy
in and out
of consciousness
I had thought it was something
mystical
round and full
I now walk around
with a decapitated head
souvenir

a Johnny Cash phase

Fleeting feeling
with burden

like symptoms
the tote bag feels sturdy enough
to carry my stuff
there is a rash in the nape of my neck
I think
I thought
It

caused by the sun
he also suggested listerine
an overstimulation
from farm to
table
from farm to
city

and back

I was once
a gentle
old man sitting
on a park bench holding
my stuff

real love

the psychic says another guy
is the real asshole
I say I’m not in love
a relief for both parties

a memory of my dad
warning me about a guy that dances
like John Travolta
is replaying in my head
along with the time that my step-sister
tried to drown me
but I feel free in an awful way

It’s existential
so I went to walmart to buy a
wireless printer

with my armpits
unshaven and Torn
playing in the background, I
went home to listen to the song again

i’m writing
about you in
my diary
but about myself

the one filled with
pages the world
that I imagine
more real than
this dead eye
and fish out
of water body

all of the childhood trauma
and fall back down

that’s happening, I think I fell off a bed
while dancing

It’s an eternally spinning fan
heavy clouds surround it
but it won’t rain that
would cleanse
shed its skin
let loose
what is burdening
I’m in the center

patterns aren’t real

Fleeting feeling
with burden

like symptoms
the tote bag feels sturdy enough
to carry my stuff
there is a rash at the bottom
of my throat
I think
I thought
It exist

caused by the sun
he also suggested listerine
an overstimulation
from farm to
table
from farm to
city

and back

I was once
a gentle
old man sitting
on a park bench holding
my stuff