Ask me nobody ever remembers their questions
I like to look in the mirror, don’t you,
I want to make sure I’m still here
once
I shriveled into the
wall
my fingers curled tight into fists
they burrowed into my stomach
they want to know what I am
is your skin designer made where did you buy your eyes no no no these aren’t the questions I wanted
I’m tired
the popcorn munching man drools on my feet
you can sit it’s okay
he doesn’t want to sit
he just wants to prove I’m real he can do this through science
he adjusts his glasses and wipes spittle from the corners of his mouth
yesand
his fingers stutter down my skin I just need to do a detailed survey
okfine
he won’t stop clearing his throat just stop clearing your throat
occasionally I think about the time you curled into your mind
and I had to pry your fingers from your eyes
and you spit on my feet
not really sure how to feel about it
you bit your lower lip and hissed
I’d like to curl inside your mind and disappear, I tell you this over coffee, and you smile
he wants to stay
canItouchcanIstrokecanIgetcloser
yes okay
his drool puddles on my stomach, he wipes his mouth on my neck, checkchecking boxes
if it’s scientific
do you ever want to subtract your emotions – take them out and file the fevers for a later date, shoved in a mental card catalog, no, i’m not sure how to feel about it, when I see you alone I want to crush my head between my hands.