Caramel bracelets
I have eyelashes made of xylophones
They flutter from A to Z
Based on my memories response
To how I’m blocking
out their darts and dangers.
If I walk around myself any longer
I’m going to get lost
in everything I cannot remember .
I have never felt so awkward and obnoxious
And it’s a hand me down
smoke screen anyway.
I do not have to wear that dress
But I keep looking at my
own shoes like I’m waiting
on them to dance to the music.
I’m not a dancer.
I have no desire to do anything.
I just want it fixed.
Just the idea of being
Shoved into that portrait
And corset makes me feel
Diseased, worthless and humiliated.
Play toe
Pilot boy has a circus to conduct
While he smiles
He lies to the sea
He tells the fish that the net is
A free vacation.
I am watching the recap from
A dock off on the eastern seaboard
Spin off the hula hoops
It’s a parade of parasites
They suck the breath right out of me
I crumble inside and
I am all out of hope.
It’s a stitch of composition
Put together by the most
piss ignorant switch.
Given magic
He gives me hope
That there is still hope
That my soul is still
Deep inside me.
He is far away and
Invisible
