thursday.

Having a bit of a blue day. Money's running really low, and although my girlfriend can cover for us until payday, I hate when she has to step in like that. I know it's just how it is in our situation, but how it is sucks, to be honest.

Also got some mail from my social worker that I have too much anxiety to open on my own, so it has to wait until my girlfriend comes home which in turn gives me even more anxiety. Great...

If nothing else, I started the day out with some writing, which is good, but am now feeling uninspired and too stressed for any real work, so I thought I'd rather cultivate these blues a little.

( You know what that means, right? Ballet. )

thursday.

in the folds of my dress
I am hiding four girls
each reaching for
her corner of the world

the more they reach
the more I stretch
to accommodate
I wonder what happens
when one day
my fabric tears
at the seams

and my birdlike soul
like an eiderdown duvet
explodes
in a rain
of feathers