another 4 a.m.
head full of dust from
coming undone
again.

empty face
heavy in the mirror
again.
wishing to be
nothing,
wanting to be
art.

ivory and lilac,
tell me to be sweet,
'I miss you' means
nothing
to me.

another 4 a.m.
skull covered in mold from
leaking like it always
does.

green it tells me
to be sorry.