Maybe I’m Not Sick Anymore

“Do you have
A lighter?”

“no, I don’t
smoke.”

“no kidding?
you look like
you would.”

maybe,
I’ll take up
smoking.

“she’s so
‘hates herself’
beautiful…

i love
that
about her,”

they’d say.

I spit
Wherever
I want

Just like
The boys,

“My DNA
Deserves
to be
Everywhere.”

Chamomile tea
And body spritzer

A queen bee
Flys past me
To calm down.

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I am bird, these are my words.

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