I don’t know who you hue mans think you are.
I’ve got the sensibilities of a dali painting
and the eyes of a goddess
and share my name with a two bit soft core porn star, many strippers and a glutton of a kid’s tv show
I would like you for a moment to observe
with such grace and humility
how I scratch up this cardboard box
with Sisyphean angst I can muster and acceptance that Camus would be fucking proud
look at how I accept my fate and enjoy the hell out of it
I do not understand
OH MY GOD OPEN WINDOWS ARE THE BEST
HAVE YOU SEEN THIS SHIT
THERE ARE POSSIBILITIES BEYOND OUR REALMS OF UNDERSTANDING
I NEED A NAP.
Jeannette Gomes is a poet/traveller/student living in Chicago. She has three roommates, two of them are cats. She enjoys long walks on beaches and existentialism.