5/30/2015

today is your birthday
and although it seems just like
four words strung together, a
part of me wants to say happy birthday, we haven't spoken in 5 months, but it's ok, because you're not who you were a year ago anyways.

what a hallmark card.
I have spent the past 48 hours staring
at the beams trying to imagine
a happy death
because of unrelated events.

i woke up with dried blood on my
face for some reason or other today,
in the cavernous trash pit of my room
and I declared this a sign.