September 28, 2023

an attempt at a poem-to-do-list:

-i don’t really know what to do
-how to write down what needs to be done
-it’s like in school where there was so much, it just melded into my mind
-and created a kind of static
-of overwhelming
-things
-to do
-to do
-to do
-so i did none of them
-so i did nothing
-and instead relied on television
-and podcasts
-to block out all thoughts
-not because it was inconvenient
-or because i didn’t want to face the reality
-but because it was literally too much
-for one human brain to handle

August 30, 2023

but
i got nothing to write about
(not because
i’m less than full
of feels
and thoughts
and so much so much —
but ~because~
i’m so full
with those things
it’s so overwhelming,
and all the feels
thoughts
and other head-heart junk,
that it all melds together
into white noise
static
static
static)