I should know better by now
I count on midnight pining to satisfy a lifetime of intangible desires
I watch the world through a kaleidoscope of cool tones and wonder why I’m always freezing
I feel for my pulse to reassure myself
I debunk my own lies and threaten to evict her
I haven’t paid myself rent in months
And I scare myself into the submission
Of midnight’s protective sheath
I overthink myself to death.
I love how I look in gold jewelry
I forgot to pick up that pen I dropped today
Will my kids have blue eyes too?
Lin-Manuel Miranda is a genius
Are tears bad for your skin?
Who is the happiest person in the world right at this very second?
I’m lovesick lovesick lovesick.