February 

Sosi Day

 

I want people to know me new

only come inside when it gets dark

know my motif

like it matters somewhere

I don’t know, space, analyze me

I want to say soliloquy and mean it 

and I want

a finger pushing the hair out of my eye

not my own finger

I want to stop feeling lavender

drifting

maybe it’s not even as pretty as

I thought she loved me when I

slept I want someone to tell me it’s ok

to think real lemons aren’t yellow

I want someone to tell me, believe it, they

think so too I want someone to say

hey you

or I described their tongue just right

and no one ever has before,

weird,

someone who would collect my eyelashes

to think of me even more than botany

I want melodies that hurt like

candy hurts

I want someone’s melodies.

Where

from this I learn to name it.

I want them to tell me I smell like

marzipan and

I want the lights to turn

on when I open doors