Last night’s dream consisted of tiptoeing over a carpet of eggshells
just to ensure I wouldn’t disappoint you again.
When I awoke, the walls were stained with yolk and every carton
in the fridge was yellow and empty.
So now this is my excavation, this is my release.
I was already a vampire…
christmas is so much worse as you get older it’s like “what do you want this year?” “a sense of purpose”
"a career" "financial security" "a sex life" "tuition for grad school" "alcohol" "a nap" "socks would be nice"