I
    talk
            to
                  no
                        one
                      
                         no
                 one
         talks
     to
me

i'll never say a word to you
ever

but i expect you to notice me, want me, crave me, care for me
treat me like a queen

without a word from me.

i'm going to instagram a picture of the sunset
because it makes me think of you
bright and beautiful
but it's like to everyone
isn't it?
so romantic and and cliche, but that's all i'm good at

perhaps i'll instagram a picture of a meal i'm eating
maybe you'll like that meal too
or you'll think i'm a total idiot
'she's one of thoooose girls'

or maybe even, i'll instagram a selfie of me looking dumb
you'll laugh, or maybe even giggle at my face
because it's so idiotic
maybe, just maybe, you'll like it
because that's what people do on instagram, right?

but you won't
**BECAUSE YOU WON'T ACCEPT MY FOLLOW REQUEST

i swallowed the sun and
washed it down with a little inky night.
now wildflowers bloom in my heart
and light fills my mind. these
words are solar flares of a
fallen petal.

the price of it all--
welded lips of unspoken words.
now other people mishear
and believe i am speaking,
but it is only the wind
whistling through
my teeth.

now i find that,
being alone is silence,
but it is never quiet.

når du siger
du sender varme tanker
til mig
lyver du så?
for jeg føler
ingenting