sometimes i feel depressed because nothingmatters becausethe truththe logiceverything i valuedoesn’t actually matterand i have no authority
are strong stableconnected
Notlike potted plantsaloof andrestricted
The internetmight bethe oppositeof nature
wrapped in polyethylene tied with purple ribbon placed by each seat at the wedding reception to commemorate our friends’ special day after the party extra glasses are left over so I take home two at the newlyweds’ request breaking the ribbon tearing off the plastic wrap I douse my glasses…
My phone is a sieve
Cutting comparisonsSplitting attentionsDraining confidences
acne scars through foundationthe wrong shoes for any occasionsleepless nights replaying faultsblame the power of being adult
to aclosed mouthchewing outgrinding earsnot a daygone bybut it’s getting lateopen upstrangerno context neededsometimesyou area thousand milesaway
Your truth
sorrowgreen waterstill sinkingsuddensummer eveningslanting raysthe real worldwakewanderstira girl with dark hairdisdainunderwhelm
AwakenSoaked in doubtRememberMay be specialPossibly butHour by hourHateful showersRain brisklyBumpy Shaken clenchCloserMaybe specialProbablyOr notBut is it the doubtThat kills it?
truth
is
unfinished
ends require abrasive handsbecoming new planes toshave, sand, or criticizeamidst porcelainsmooth submissionstubborn sand paperproves sui generisfiling fibers of existenceraw fleshrender cool wind…