the sheer trajectory
of my fears collectively
are near telepathy.
So here are my tears, pathetically.
I put together letters intelligently,
They havent sent me to the penitentiary
but it’s where they expect me to be.
I guess we’ll just see
and unless you were me-
you wouldn’t get to see
that my life’s full of jeopardy
like Alex Trebek is me
It might not make sense unless we
sound it out phonetically.
Forever turned to never with me.
When I met her
I should’ve never let her
get the better of me.
Then I wouldn’t have to keep writing this shit,