ambivalence
is a
disease
yet apathy
remains
the path of
least resistance
and current,
even rapidly
oscillating,
just yearns
to go home.

even if we have
no fucking idea
if home actually
truly exists.

i would like
my ashes blended
into eyeglass frames
so i can see the world
from someone else’s
point of view
untethered
to my own.