Sunday, April 5, 2020 12:16 AM
the outside world is so enticing.
But instead, I'm going to bed
after cutting my hair with crazy scissors
and not brushing my teeth or washing my face.
I've tired out my body by swiping through bodies,
discarding them by swiping left on my dating app of choice.
Tonight, they will seek phone sex with
another virtual woman
because I am replaceable.
Tonight, I will satisfy myself alone because
the three miles of separation is insurmountable.
I'm still quite awake.
My mind still wanders.
As my breaths slow, I analyze each for quality.
Fearful that I will find some deadly abnormality.
I scroll aimlessly through videos of girls dancing in bikinis
to distract myself.
Even porn does not provide ample stimuli.
I'm starting to feel like I'm empty.
I'm starting to feel like I'm just walking through an excess of time.
Nothing sticks to time, bodies just go through it.
Trying to fill it and fit our lives into it
like a stressful game of tetris.
Level up, bitch.