i can't remember

where did they go?
is this it?
sitting. alone. painting my semi-conciouss existence while he sleeps next to me




i wish i had been kinder to my body
when it wasn't covered in scars

i'm too critical of my human. it's only been three weeks and i'm already name-calling.
that disgusts me.


what is this desire to kiss
kissing.
ha.
i remember when i was so shy
that the mere thought of kissing someone else made me blush.
how brainwashed.

three years


i walked to those imaginary lines and danced amidst the seagulls

i owe the state two hundred and eighty five green papers

ha.

robert thatcher owes them nearly two thousand
because he "stole" water
he didn't have the money to pay the state for water
so he found a way to survive.
i wish i had some of that meaningless paper.
i would give it to robert thatcher.
he needs it more than i do.

and the woman who made my 'payment plan' after trial told me not to have anymore children out of wedlock
and told me i should be ashamed of myself
not having a job
and having a child

i make it
he makes it
we live life.

ha.
i'm getting out of this place.
come with me.