red marker
every morning i draw on my own wound with red marker like a clown and staple it up by myself so no one has to worry. some things just can’t be helped.
hide and seek. they’ve changed the rules. there are stop signs everywhere. i’m on a bike and i’m stuck in between. i go back up and i go back down. neither is good.
i am tired and swollen. my mother cooks me breakfast but i’m too far to be reached. i wake up and she is gone. you miss it, you always miss it.
i dont speak your language. i dont speak any languages. my tongue is a highly guarded militarized zone. nothing escapes here without force.
the shame eats you like maggots. you are neither dead nor alive. do you know i laid out naked and bleeding? red means go
up and down. the coffee is wasted, let it go, it’s all a waste, you are a waste, all wasted