they said,
it’s the curiosity that kills the cat,






realized that am not a dreamer,
no, i am the relentlessly wonderer.






this vile feeling,
preposterous, egregious!






fully aware that it is wrong to be so lackadaisical,
but then I have the full right to repine over my faux pas, right? no?








fine! let’s be glacial from now on.






you might say that this is something hormonal.
but no, this is not the fucking shabby hormones.










I’m frazzled. enraged, too.











mind-boggling.














im dying.


safe me.


please.