found the star, guys. found the
neon yarn, the tall me tell tails.
I hope I didn’t embarrass you
at dinner, when I got on the counter
and started wiggling around
like bacteria. I’m sorry but I
was bleeding for your attention.
the coolest place I’ve had a bandage;
kissing the inner eye.
found the stuff, guys. my crush’s name
is bell jar toadstool. I think I love him…
that’s a tangent.
a tangerine ant in the fear mouth.
but this is not a love poem, I swear.