megforsyth
can we touch as if it meant something?
or should we just pretend to feel?
make me feel its worth it.
make me feel real.
or should i just pretend im here?
never pretending, i wake up.
savior: same story every night
a bird cries outside my window.
lose my footing as i climb to reach it
unsteadily i fall
trying to save it from its pain
everyone suffers untouchably.
whats real isnt always honest
and logical
and true.
sometimes
whats real is only real because you
lie.
and sometimes
truth is a trend.
a fad, that passes when the next
lie
is born.
pumpkins are like hearts
easy to pierce with knives
and other things
[unnamed].
make me a face
but carve gently
like you do at halloween
crafting your curious art.
you are a witch.