gritty eyes that stray from the sun
the only relief is listening to
songs on the bus, while staring
quite unclearly. it's just
been one of those days
weeks
months
years
lifetimes

i find the theatre odd
in the way that it
makes you drift
in & out like
water.

had it decided while
walking down the street,
i'd have the third row,
on the side where
your friends sit.

so i can torture myself
listening to you
be the opposite
of me.