I take my drug To turn the fears that consume me Into trophies to hang on a mantelpiece.
I wanted a big funeral.
I wanted to be remembered by thousands.
I wanted a full plate of many talents.
I have done well to make that so,
Becoming something with the breadth of an ocean
With the depth of a river creek.
It’s not what I bargained two decades for.
I close the door to the four floors where my tutorial.
From here on in, Imperial Decline used to take place there.
The stone and starry Monday night was riddled with penultimate milestones.
I will evict my inner fascination with the box everyone wants me to step into
From the corners of my utterly beautiful mind.
“But at the end of the day “sexy” is just a four letter word we shouldn’t give a fuck about.”
Please, sweet friends I haven’t met yet,
Allow me to re-introduce myself.
“Please forgive my foolishness.
I’m getting over a bad breakup with my masculine side.”
“Mary hadn’t thought of what feelings looked like, and certainly never thought of how they connected. Even when rambling, the consultant was enthralling to her.”