glaring stiff

out the window

away from the raincoats

deceiving

dangling my legs over 

contemplating jumping

but no one wants to see

my dress above my knees

lightning never 

struck me down-

pretty good at that

myself

not enough rods 

to feel safe

from this morbid persona

humiliate and mutate me

human words are all the same

existing in forms

fit like water

in various-shaped

containers 

light-bulb 

blinking overhead

trust falls mean

less than 

nothing

without breasts and 

smooth legs

I would just be a

brain 

in a puddle of unattractive

body fluid

flooding no one with 

lust

but my own twisted 

perception

and without human

nature

not one of us

would be climbing out of

sticky placenta 

so it should not 

pester me 

yet I walk away

balloons floating me

down 

in tangles

from the haze-inflicted

morning-after sky