you’ve found all you need and I’m scared to interrupt your content state of being with my delusional demands of
occasional hi and let’s
as I already see you barely
manage to spread me
somewhere in between
the slices of your was and am

the thinner I am in your thoughts
the more my everything hurts so once more
I become a paper plane and throw myself
against another wall of laters and sorry-nos…

of becoming a shade/Josie Firze