reaching me

Dont tell me you couldn’t reach me. Same email for last 15 years. I never disappear. I just shapeshift. I don’t blame you for my problems. It’s all your fault. Punch the mirror. Blood everywhere. Hungry so I eat it and digest the free salt and iron. Free is never quite free. Turn my bathroom into a museum. Sell tickets in gym saunas. Fuck, the phone rings. Running around the house naked and bloody. They are shooting a movie downstairs. Gonna take the next train to amsterdam. Meditate in the square. Eyes open. Back to reality. Where am i. Who am i. Power nap over. This must be the reason they say reality is a paradox.