doing everything.
Been dreaming of New York,
its music, its smells.
A lot lately lost
under my crooked maroon beanie hat.
Union Square is filled
with memories that visit me.
A lot lately found
behind my evil heart.
Fell off the deepend
when she disappeared again.
But I am rebounding hard
with patience, even at the DMV.
Evolving and leave
certain curtains behind.
New adventures
with gorgeous old collarbones.
I even like Frida
quote posts on Instagram.
Who am I
if no longer a question mark?
I want to be like a lion
going to sleep.