holla / hallo
i check the screens for your presence
and see nothing new created
the same image, symbol, and acceptance
it feels very binary, but there is no sound
reflections of a disc that will never play
lack of ones and zeros colors my thought
feeling like myself has become a difficulty:
i must be taking lessons from a southern gentleman
one who will have me guest on his album one day
(maybe not so far into the future)
and in the organic state
i wonder about feeling again
memory fades
i put on a simple slip babydoll number,
complete with ruffles and polkadots
and combat boots - fresh like the 90s -
i turn over the 80 degree heat in my mind
it's almost November, but i don't feel the chill
where there was beating
all this air passes through
frictive force tearing me where i was solid and opaque
now not even translucent, it tears my transparency
and i feel that buzzed resonance of pained consistency
Pancakes were had, A kitten was gotten, lately it's been Plath and Holiday, but I switch it up when possible. The 200 were taught, and Friday the kids brought me cookies for a job well done. My heart feels heavy and empty, and all men suck.
