Lizzy Burnam 🐞

1. Quit wailing on yourself like a colicky baby and find what’s missing 

Today the world feels full of strangers; 
my teeth, a little too big for my mouth; 
music, an assault to the ears; minutes 
melt me like raindrops on spiderwebs. 

I chased a long summer through a loop
-hole until the knot twisted tight—here, 
where the dead still rest, uninterrupted, 
in sterile graves they dug themselves.

2. Keep tugging on one thread to unravel the whole fucking veil

My words dry out like scabs as I revise 
stories of light, of gold enough to bribe
the world—because not even the ocean 
can drown away this haunt of old shame. 

The world feels full of strangers because
strangers fill the world; our eyes averted;
reality scorching like a yellow star, hotter 
by the season, and we have our reasons. 

3. Take this sound advice from someone older and wiser who used to be just like you 

If your love roams east even once, perk up
to notice her. She’s not lost; just searching
for proof of what she already knows—you,
the only in existence, carrying in yourself

a little cluster of her, spinning like a moon
in a clouded sky. Heart unblinded, waiting,
whispering to herself like, you know me. 
Wake up, you bastard.  See me!  See!  Me!