I cannot die but I'm not living either,
but mom;
tell me,
if I do well today,
am I going to live tomorrow?

~•

I am the warmth
of every season

teasing wisps of
perfumed seduction
between streams
of grandiose dreams

wrapt in tangled desires
dancing in moonbeams
  with a visceral greed

I long to crush your screams
flesh to teeth
above and beneath
the warmth
of every season

•~

You are the pop up ad that has a
Teeny weeny
Wanna be unseeny
Microscopic X
Right next to the
HUGE
Buy now
Button
And now you’re tryna charge me
Extra
For opting out

It felt contrived
And reaching towards a place
I don't want to go
Aimed at people I don't
Want to travel with
It came from some part of me
I'm in the process of
Deleting

One bitter word you uttered poisoned the entire pool of pristine thoughts in my mind.