the wolrd

i feel so small today

small, so very small

small, small, the wolrd 

is way too big I can’t

I can’t I can’t holy

crap there so much —

i wanna hide in a cloud.

why are you crushing

me with all the existing.

puke it up then slurp

it up. when i get the sad,

i eat the whole jar of salsa,

take a nap, and if i had a bath,

woulda spent several hours

in there. What is it that

people like        things

we’re dating ourselves