Delulu
Maybe I’m delulu
But how could someone like that
Like someone like this.
Maybe I’m delulu
But how can someone so perfect
Like someone so flawed.
Maybe I’m delulu
But how can someone love me
Like I love them.
My hopes stagger from my mind
To be brutalized by moonlight
But feeling as if it’s only on a stage
Letting performance get in its way.
My body steps onto flies
Gathered loosely before my eyes
I briefly wonder what I want to be
Where on my body I want the pain to berate.
Pain too has a dream
An apology that is at its seams
Mea culpa, a human architecture
My ego, before it as a small stone figure.