Today I feel hurt, ansty, and sad.
Lost in my thoughts of being inadequate.
So I wore black lipstick and said
fuck you — to the mirror.
Looking in my soil colored eyes
seeing scars of my past
and deciding not to dig a whole.
So I took off the onyx color from my lips,
and traded it for purple.
Diesel gas exists. If the nozzle is a large plate that doesn’t fit in the dishwasher, move pumps. Don’t smoke, it’s not worth it. Put your green crystal pendant somewhere safe. Pick up the phone and a
The opponent is on the other end of the room, staring at me, waiting for me to fuck up, so they can substitute me out, for a worker that gets joy out of the little things, who never missed a beat and