ballet slippers on legs i would rather not have
fantasize until i memorize every piece of you
i’ve danced in ovals around the feeling called happiness
a distant land, shangri-la
all for me
and now i look beyond my deformed hands
and see bridges that stop burning themselves
laughs when nothing is even remotely funny
blissfully aware yet choosing to be content
screaming, crying, vomiting
9/21/23