headache
split head
thunderous nauseous strobe lights
concussion beat
drip dripping over my teeth
iron tang
scattered pills across the silky tiles
my hands can’t hold anything
right now
cheekbone pressure gauge
sharp as a butcher
i’d carve me out to escape
the tocking of the clock
can barely hold my eyelids back
sweet autumn release
a long dark
winter silence
please
i can’t feel the hit
and i never reach it
just walking dead
carrying sickness
in my skull
ditch living
such big eighteen year dreams
wideness and bright-lit eyes
a plan
scorched and dead in a dorm room
narrowing and narrowing
anorexic optimism
atrophied limbs and mountains to climb
landslide bruises
color-changing chameleon skin
stronger
but don’t ask for five years
delusional headlights
swing off I-95
all the time
ditch living
swamp stagnant water
with the rest of the roadkill
but still breathing
for now
still here
rings on fingers
only money
never photos
in the wallet
standing in an empty
parking lot
midnight hum
closed eyes
arms wide
just breathing and breathing
you’re on your own
lesson learned
but alive
still alive
boots in pools
of neon
planted on concrete
like the daisies
in the cracks
defiant things
alive
still alive