it's funny, it's ironic
how I try to grasp for air
futile attempts only make it worse
with all these roots digging it's claws
it's silly, it's ridiculous
isn't my life already frivolous?
my lungs restricted, nose unblown
gorgeous flowers across my bones
logically, I wouldn't have it
well why not? I've been so into the play
or maybe no, it is but another reminder
that my love will never ever come close
so wonderful how you indulge
the deepest wants my body could hold
so happy, so delightful
at least one thing isn't a dream anymore
i ponder how long would i last
in this awfully long dance
———
screaming rn hnghh
