Let's minus today.

It is one of those,
where everything
is just

not good.







My Bible as Literature teacher asked me
what I needed
to make my day
better,

and I said

"a hot dog
wrapped
in bacon."

Negative space.

You are dreamt of
every night.
And when I hear certain songs
I imagine
you singing them.

Dancing to the wrong theme song.

Few and far between
I persuade myself into thinking
this is what I want
and then realize
it is entirely the opposite
of what I want.





Then I am indifferent for a while
and may be sad for a moment.


But,
I will always continue to party.

Thoughts are flooding.

I fear that some
do not know
how to speak
any longer.