summer woes

in the summer,the sun burns his brand into my skini bake in the heat, hunkering in the shade. in the summer,i fear the outsidewhen the earth hurts a little more,when i wilt a little more. in the summereverything looks different,the harsh light begs you to see the brightin life. in the summer, everything a bit

madman

they call me a madmanbecause i enjoy life. they burn me at stakebecause i enjoy the imaginary. they suffocate me in watersbecause i want to swim against the current. they throw rocks at mebecause i don’t care about love. they flay my skinbecause i dare to love myself. tell me, am i witch because i

feel nothing.

don’t worry, they say,people have it worse than you, they say,why are you crying? it doesn’t even look like it hurts that much, they say,be grateful for who you are, they say. my shards of feelingsburied beneath a gray maskof only great joy unmoved mannequin,my lips stretched – forever smile – i suffer nothing. dead