braided cheese, avocado and egg sandwiches,
breakfast, lunch, and dinner, metallic pink tie,
nepotism, summer job, new wardrobe, more problems,
poor academic performance, too many focuses,
not enough focus
possible receding hairline? best not to worry
poor complexion. constant stress over dead deadlines.
angry raw cracks in scabbing tissue where knuckle must bend.
broken skin where teacher’s stick struck.
alternating feelings of euphoria and dread,
jealousy at friends’ elation upon completion,
(every announcement grows the emptiness where mine should be,)
my body becomes a shell and brittle-cracks to brittle-shards
smother
pants too tight. sexual frustration.
worry about warts. worrywart.
bipolarbearsextinctinmylifetime.
better find some way to unfugue the fugue
’cause fuck, even the walls are laughing at me now.
