trying to form
the most airtight lie
ever told
to convince myself
everything is okay
when i see a trail
of things
i thought i had
managed to keep
together
blowing across the
highway behind me
a scene of calamitous
ecstacy as fears
are splintered on
the grills of angry
semi trucks barrelling
through insecurities
typically tucked
carefully in cabinets
chained and locked
a paranormal abnormality
opening every door
in the infested
house of mysterious
miseries mismanaged
in myriads of manic
misunderstandings

tell myself
everything is fine
as embers smolder
on my bare shoulder