Surprised? Bet you thought I’d be posting late again! Well, here it is ON WEDNESDAY and ON TIME (by it I of course mean my poetry response to Kelly’s urgent piece but yeah, I spent all my remaining braincells coming up with it, so this is all the intro I can afford before ajhjhfiikvjmoslososiouhfkdjhfngkjdhfiugrdoijg, Hgfhgufjhgjkh fjghfj hgkjfhgjhjkghkfkuuhuth tgiudhujkhg, fnckjvchkgu hcfhbvhgsduskdiesuro8iue, oops, enjoy!)
You’re in my dreams again
I know you are but what am I if not a collection of met diagnostic questions answered in mostly fours cause fives seem extremely dangerous to speak out loud and threes won’t get us anywhere seriously I don’t like being visited by you even when you isn’t you because I don’t remember what your laugh sounds like the tickle in my throat before I begin to cry-y-y-y like one of the too many too excessively scarily fives out of five poems are my way of resisting the fives out of five visits I did not ask for basically out of fives poems I have written before three out of five times I don’t talk shit about you but the two times I do I do so fivingly publicly to my fives of fans because you fucked me up fives out of five.
But I’d say four. Four seems fair.
Did you manage to keep track of that? Cause if you’re confused so am I, but if it made sense, ofc it did. On a personal note, I’ve been diagnosed with ADHD this past week, which explains A LOT (so feel free to reread my entire oeuvre with that new piece of information in mind). I wonder if my poetry will change when I start taking meds soon…. I guess we gotta show up here, same time same place, two weeks from now on Wednesday and find out together! And until then tune in next week to see how Kelly’s brilliant brain responds to this!!
See u soon,
Xoxo,
Larissa