(no subject)

[averandaday]

i like to explain away my feel
when it's strong it's never real
singing downward into bathtubs after washing them
acknowledging the water droplets
and the cool white porcelain under chin
knowing it can't sop it up
not looking at mirrors, slowing lungs, shutting mouths can stop it
up-thrown like vomit and swallowed back
[loose]track lighting and unwieldy
flight of fancy way of flicking light switches
on and off never forward
internal strobe or convincing yourself it's fine, jigging and recoilig
slipping
downward back against wall
back against all that's without support
but there's no front
or for that matter retort
gerrymandering
purely erased lines never redrawn
still un-unified
bravo
you win again
though I didn't know I was playing
or who I'm saying this to