Life

When I stretch, my skin hurts.
What happened to you?
I set myself on fire.
Why?
I was having a bad day.

This is what I say now.
It beats saying I dressed up as a sheep.

My life is ridiculous.
I love it.
Even the part between my two hearts
where the skin knits into itself.

I have always been fine.
I didn’t cry once about this.
I set myself on fire damn it.

So why am I crying over you?

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

2 thoughts on “Life”

  1. I set myself on fire.
    Why?
    I was having a bad day.
    ———————————
    That part reminds me of the movie Girl, Interrupted.

    “Susanna, four days ago… you chased a bottle of aspirin, with a bottle of vodka.”

    “I had a headache.”

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