excuses:believe

ribbon of glass,
your eyes are so artificial because
they see fake things.
they see me
they know the curves of my body

i'm so self-fulfilling,
i know things about myself that
you will never know.
i know that i own a set of
imported glass eyeballs.

why don't we go to the park anymore?
because the air hurts my eyelids.
it moves deadly,
it slices the
ribbon of glass

i don't want to put myself in danger
i am just showing my affection towards.......
i'm so considerate of the
two of us...

wait, does that make sense?

wait, do you make sense?

wait, do i make sense?

wait, are we so close that we are one person?

wait, am i schizophrenic?