poem: vlog #19 winter night self-care routine

people who are in love are desperate

and boring.

people who are not in love

are just boring.

the artists and the addicts

are self-justifying, living in cities in the sky,

living in New York with neon palm-trees.

But I am too busy being

an Aesthetic,

with long black hair pulled nicely

into a blood-knot,

between shoulderblades:

I am wet, standing in the shower,

filming my pretty wet back.

I am an internet sensation: I am not

in love, I am boring.