burnt skins smells like
ashes from the chimney
during winter and the
toaster oven sighs.
so do i. my bagel is crisp,
maybe even posionious,
but i eat it anyway. like i always
do. second degree burns never
kept me from the next day.
callouses and bruises thread up
the calves of your legs. you pretend
it's not there but i know. my boyfriend
likes to come home past ten. but i know
he is always late, always exaggerating
the circumstances we like to live within,
and somehow we can never pierce it,
like artificial skin.

peach fuzz,
moss fuzz,
what is the
difference?
frosted flakes,
my back aches,
i feel like a broken
fence. tight muscles,
white knuckles,
i smell a cigarette.

when the ocean reaches
the sky, we're dreaming
of a different life. when
no one wants to die,
we're innocent and alive.
stop for a second,
breath it all in.
all we are is flesh and blood.

sticky and sweet
synthetic acai
slips off my tongue.
driving home in
oblivion,
but always ready for bed.
thank you for being my
favorite friend.

Little plastic signs cover all the lawns
Spend your money for the rich leaders cause
Here to show your support
For the ones looking for a job
Here to take your money
To argue all the opinions
Like it even matters at all.

“Another a**hole’s name”
Broken promises, led astray
Money claims everything
Is there no room for love at all?
Where’s the unconditional?
Screaming and fighting
Trusting all the lies.
I won’t play that game.
No room to control change.
Live your life,
Cause it’ll never be the same.
Electors finding rage, they will hate
But love will be the only way.

when i feel like
blood is coming
out of my ears and
the fire wont stop
inside my head
i like to think of
a place i used to go to.

flowers bloom even though
they might be called weeds
i still like to think that they
are beautiful and maybe that
i am just like one of them.

just a ****.