I press my bitten nails into my palms
As she speaks, as to not betray
The fact I am two milimeters
From breaking down completely.
I wish I wasn't so emotional,
And I could interpret situations
Without my heart racing
Or my mouth being dry
I have this innate need
To know everything
And to act on it:
Compartmentalizing my life.
I'm preparing for the worst:
Why can't I ever be an optimist
And not an overthinking realist
Ready to catch my fall already.
Thursday, June 21, 2018
Our desert (haiku)
I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones. Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...

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I had something that I couldn't tell, a hope, a truth, and a lie as well. I rolled them all together with a postage stamp and mailed ...
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I can't seem to find the Cap of the marker I was just using Now it will dry up and shrivel Instead of bleeding through my pages.
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Going up to the counter at the store and being oh so small evermore. The laughter contorts my face all over and under the place A fort- ...