Sneak

I heard you twice 

I liked that you seemed okay with me being quiet

Last I checked, my fingers and yours seemed perfectly intertwined

This morning, the sky feels renewed and there's a draft that plunges into the bare feet of these unclean windows

The birds have colluded and my tranquil tantrum feels wrongfully disbursed and willfully discarded 

I'm not ready yet

And the mynahs could care less

The orchestra I didn't ask for, ruining my own wicked orchestration 

So I try to forego my stubbornness

Attempt to seek solace in what I can't control 

Mirror Mirror

Very self aware this morning

Of being watched while I watch my reflection

Accepting of these unruly flyaways

They're uniquely mine

Not at all happy about that very angry inflated boil near my piercing

Beginning to make peace with that wrinkle forming from smiling too much 

Exquisitely distracted by tender eyelid folds because they remind me of another pair I adore

Conscious all of a sudden as I just noticed that awful post makeup morning after eye gunk

Pleased at how well matched my earphones and kaftan is