[ ^ shop tattoo; first black & gray piece i've collected.]
how did we get here? how did i come so far? [have i slept? have i slept?]
new apartment; i lay on my red sheets and stare out the window
things still need to be unpacked; personalized; sorted and put away
i like it here, but it still has the feel of a hotel room, something familiar but not owned
soon i'm sure it will wear in
most of the people i thought were friends are gone now;
i consider, but find i don't mourn their passing. all they wanted
was to call my bluff. push push push.
they were interested in me, but they did not care.
i won't compromise to fit their ideals of me.
i think, soon, we'll know where this rabbithole opens,
and if i'm the cat, or as naive as alice.