i wrote a lot of great poetry when i was in love
i wrote even better poetry when i was in pain
i wrote the best poetry when i realized that the two emotions were actually the same.

tied a knot too hard to unwrap
needed the string i stupendously wasted

my life, cloth untangled
separates into individuals
each a unique strand

where length differs
can’t hold together
as the waves crash harder
i fall apart without amends

turn off your lights
unplug your wire
let the energy out
so earth can slumber

stop digging into the skin
extracting its blood
burning all the innards
so we can see the flower buds

they say to me all is pointless
they turn to me pointing their fingers
they look down with condescending eyes
they say why don't you choose
to live better