me,
opening a brown drawstring bag and emptying
what looks like my mail onto the table
you sit and quietly examine the addresses, the contents
the stamps
as for sounds, the quiet rustle of paper
then of course
you put your reading glasses on
they're a soft brown
never intimidating, unlike you
you are an experience
you take a look at the contents of my head right now

what goes around comes around
and what comes up must come down
sorry in advance

there was this girl i used to know
she was like this
skateboard girl
tangly hair girl
homemade pretzel girl
fire escape girl
cigarette girl
different when it was just us girl
tough girl
tomboy girl
save the animals girl
god knows where she is now girl
mazel tov, ******* girl
god, i was so hooked on you girl

The dinosaurs are dead.
Really dead.
Someday you will be too.

if the words you use are big enough
someone is bound to believe you

today has been a stormy day except the sky is clear
it's my moral compass that's stormy
i feel twisted
i feel like one of those knot bracelets we used to wear
when summers were salt and wind and blackbeard and houses with names
except not as nostalgic
i feel tired, mostly
exhausted
the kind where you wonder how in the hell you're going to do it all again
tomorrow

there's nothing worse for a habitual liar
than being accused for a lie
you didn't tell

When we talk
We reckless teenagers
We rebels without causes
We James Deans of the world

We talk about wanted tattoos
"A 3 on my back"
"Wings"
"On my lip"

And piercings
"My nose"
"My belly button"

And alcohol
"Icelandic chocolate"
"*****"
"Whiskey"

Because we want to do the things
We can't
We're on the edge
The brink

Does that make us reckless?
Greedy?
Something to be laughed at?
It makes us human.
We're greedy.

We want to be different
So we sit in circles
And curse and drink

And play stupid games
Like truth or dare
Because we're reckless
And we talk about ***
Talk back to our parents

Because we worship sarcasm
And complain about how poor we are.

What else can you expect
From artsy
Reckless
Hipster
New York kids?

she was looking
for something
to fill
a ten minute hole

he was
thinking about ***