Origami

Away. away. Creamy kittens painted orange. Claws melting under the fury of the itch. Sour moons splint the broken windows. Dragging the glass behind them on stretcher made of skin. Every day is coming. Monsters in stiletto heels. Every day is leaving us. The second drawn in crayon over the terrible beige of life.

I'm a monster. In small sneakers. Sneaking up on myself. I'm a hero. With too many weapons to choose from.

Away. away. Like I've always said. The lottery of having lived. All pay. Few win.

Three's my turning point. There's my education. Standing there like some hooker waiting for me to step closer. Solicit the pleasure in five dollar increments. Until no amount of money can buy it back again.

You're a whore. And a wise man. Your heart as hard as your penis is smart.

I'm bored. I'm bored with all this sadness.