one new thing out of many old things.

trying to lay off the you me and everyone else sister mentality;
the sidewalk today was glazed with crinkles
like a sheet of paper and
I don't want to think of the city as dirty anymore
but the empirical evidence states otherwise--
it's only because I can go a whole day and a half
without touching anyone else but
I can't go even an hour without
looking in a mirror or writing something down
which are both equally cathartic
to be honest
I want to be temperate but someone
else is crooked in a loft bed
keeps on with the goings-on
with the "go out and see everyone
see what they can take from you!"