

do you ever lay in bed and realise how not okay you are ?
i don’t need to lay in bed to realize that
“the sunlight creeping back like a song with nobody left to hear it.”— David Mason, closing line to “Mending Time,” The Sound: New and Selected Poems (Red Hen Press, forthcoming in 2018)

listen man, *pulls heart shaped lollipop out of my mouth with a pop noise and points it at you* im gay and not in the mood













