Camera 1, Words 2

i.

I might have died
and materialized
as a vessel of adoration
unsaved changes
high tide
alien like and exotic
icy fleshy tones
aura of hope

I take it upon my self to translate this confusion as “need”

a slight suffering
nervous stuttering
caving into suggestions
I might have died


ii.

Shining star,
I stumble forward with hesitance

I love you I love you I love you I love you




iii.

Remember the last time
we were so god-damn impressed,
took a step back and admired our work
our fingers tangled like chords in a tornado


iv.

i wish i were the person i am
when it counted



v.

I dreamt about fellatio
for the first time
It was unnerving



vi.

I am a converted house plant.