My own ignorance is my life’s greatest...
I am torn between two perspectives...

Dr. Teal’s & low effort meals
The Christmas tree is still lit up...

I was a poisonous friend in my youth.
I lacked boundaries...

I'm a balloon,
taped to an oxygen tank...

I want your pupils to fill with warm 8:30 PM...
I wish to hear what you need to fix...

The mental blackout curtains,
the heavy, wet fabric laid on my cerebellum...

I've never done this,
and I don't know if I'll be alone for it...

I am pretty.
By most conventional understanding, that’s me...

I still feel like a child.
Maybe the universe isn’t so cruel...

The movements around me are thickly pouring syrup,
molasses...

‘Roid rage,
hulk smash...

There is a screaming ache
bursting in my chest...