lately i’ve been feeling like  lukewarm water
or a kitchen without spices.
i’m bored of everything i’m made of,
and my skin is making me feel restless.
how do you write about what you’re feeling when you’re not feeling anything?
so when i say, "give me something to write about,"
i don't mean for you to give me some english class writing prompt.
what i mean is that i want you to make me feel something worth writing about.
i want you to press  recklessness into my solar plexus,
plant hope in my tear ducts or **** me in public.
break my heart however you can,
just pretend like i’m not as fragile as i really am,
because i don't need a thunderstorm,
i need to get hit by lightning.
since lately i've been looking for trauma,
and i know that ****’s not healthy.
i've already broken open every
every scar i still have,
so give me some new ones.
it’s just that lately everything is making me sigh,
so why don’t you do the same?
if you can take every bored sigh still in me
and twist them into something more interesting before i breathe them out,
you’re what i’m looking for.
just don't be surprised if you show up in a poem.