I try to **** time but time is killing me.
I’m sun starved
bleached spots on all my sheets.
I ran out of dreams today.

Have I ever told you I like the rain?

I always thought newspapers
looked better on lamp posts.
I can feel my heartbeat
pressed between my ribs and t-shirt.

I spent over an hour in his room
picking him apart,

putting him together.

A giant jigsaw puzzle
completely coloured blue.