i feel like my mom when i wear my sunglasses as a headband
and when i put on that baseball cap that was once hers
like my face and my comforter and my decor

when i’m with my friends
i don’t agree with their relationships
but i love their houses

we scream
“bring back the scene!”
even though i was barely alive when that was a thing

i wish i went to that diy show
for months i have been wanting to go
but i guess it’s for the best my friend went and broke her nose

“what’s up?” 4 non blondes is on
on the way to work
since i was young i’ve always had friends who were older

i feel like my dad when i let my floors pile high in the dining room at the front of the house
and when i fall asleep i leave the screens on bright and loud

when will i learn….i have so many incense burns and
i’ve got bruises on my thighs
and i sprayed perfume into my eyes

how many times can i break my foot and shatter my knee
“did you know you talk in your sleep?”
so do the friends next to me

you know what they say women love chatting
i swear it’s not me it’s the basil pesto that smells like weed
when i’m in the kitchen i feed my old cat cheese

and he purrs
i wonder if now i snore
because now i weigh more