i don't remember how it felt yesterday,
with its empty windows and laughing winds,
lonely pedestals and creaking floors.
i don't remember what you said yesterday
when we whispered suicide to the earth
and prayed the stars might explode.
i don't remember what i did yesterday
when my eyes were pumping blood,
and i used a heart-shaped telescope
to see beyond today's hurricanes.
yesterday i lied. today i do too.
i remember everything yesterday
so i lose myself in tomorrow.
hey, look, this poem is a living contradiction. kind of like me.