i wish i were opaque
smaller than the atoms that form the dust on the bottom of your shoe stood i; with a vice around my chest and a maraca in my nerves, i remained afflicted by the futility of an untrustworthy voice box with stage fright (and a passive stare)
i think my problem is that i am awkward in my shoes and this shirt doesn't quite fit - i detest wearing socks and finding a match is more exhausting than adjusting an ill-fitted bra, or perhaps it is the books that i read, more comfortable in hogwarts than i ever was in class and preferring to converse with fictional personalities over real ones as i sip tea with the mad hatter in omelas
whether it be a smile that shows too much gum or an eroding foundation that shifts when we walk to the kitchen, the truth is that i am without excuse, my mind the backdrop in a strange foreign film
-----and the subtitles are off
-----and the protagonist is dressed in lethargy
-----and the pet dog ran away
and for all my pretending and covering up, for the way we don't talk about it: i think i am transparent and i think, more importantly, you won't see
i think my problem is that i am awkward in my shoes and this shirt doesn't quite fit - i detest wearing socks and finding a match is more exhausting than adjusting an ill-fitted bra, or perhaps it is the books that i read, more comfortable in hogwarts than i ever was in class and preferring to converse with fictional personalities over real ones as i sip tea with the mad hatter in omelas
whether it be a smile that shows too much gum or an eroding foundation that shifts when we walk to the kitchen, the truth is that i am without excuse, my mind the backdrop in a strange foreign film
-----and the subtitles are off
-----and the protagonist is dressed in lethargy
-----and the pet dog ran away
and for all my pretending and covering up, for the way we don't talk about it: i think i am transparent and i think, more importantly, you won't see