me

if i was beautiful people would love me and i'd occasionally radiate joy
or at least beauty

but i'm ugly so i radiate awkwardness, hate and anger
people never come near
and those that do eventually tire
of all the ugliness, awkwardness, hate, desperation,
inertia and anger.

i wake up at 3 am and crawl around my sheets
at 7 i open the curtains
and look at the sky

there's a robin and he moves real quick
there's the grass and it thaws so slow
theres the water that touches my lips
and then theres me

my bones
my heart
my liver
my inertia

dont come near