I always seem to forget how fragile are the very strong.

for the next five minutes, everything feels out of place.  underneath these masks and pictures, its just a blank wall.  my legs are bruised and purple from scratching at bug bites i’m don’t know how i’m getting.  my lips tilt and ruin this smile.

my puzzle pieces are beige and i don’t know how to put them together.

i don’t know whose fingers are in the loop of this yo-yo or why they can’t just let me rest.  life is fine.  today was fine.  now will be fine in five minutes.  its just ugly right now.


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