don'tevenalwaysknowwhattotellyoudear
honey
don't worry
should I say that? don't worry honey?
should I scoop out your eyeballs so you can't see my face
the funny
faces I make because my brain is swimming in blood
upside down it swims on it's back
can't talk about it right now
don't want to talk about it, Sweety.
will you get mad at me
if I get mad at you?
pretty upset?
I really am a cardboard cutout
I'm in a dive Chinese place hoping I'm not poisoned by food
and laughing out how insecure I feel in night time time time time time time
tea time
bed time
summer time
supper time
watching shapes shift.


bleck.

tell me your oldest answers
the ones that hurt me most
your phrases that make me feel inferior.
cut that and put it at the end.
end of the poem.
alarm goes off upstairs.
tell me I shouldn't have my phone on so loud
the echo scares you
scars on my chin
the floor cracks
still.awake.now.
he blows his nose upstairs, and he just woke up and I haven't gone to bed yet.

tell me that you love me.
could you? do you have that with you now?
does that smile mean
nice?
nice boy?
are you going to be nice to me for a long time?
when the world is cracked in half, and
one part
floats. to. outerspace.
and the other half is swallowed by my
motorcycle neighbor
I will love you
and could you just love me then, on the
moon.
It's not that hard to answer.
Yes-or-No.