i never cease
to amaze myself
at the myriad
of ways i find
to disappoint myself.

some lessons
only take one session
to learn.

the scarring
is so fucking deep
at this point
by the time i feel
the first flicker of pain
the wound is
already fatal.

i kept grabbing
the stove
because the fire
was so goddamned pretty
despite the agonies
it inflicted.

my heart
is just as
incredibly
fucking stupid.