lol, narcissism

once up on a time
there was a girl
on a clock tick tock tick (boom!)
who had her eyes all tangled in her hair
and pretty hands and pretty fingers
that gunfire-typed in all lowercase letters
because she thought it fit.
she still thinks it does
because she's quiet and unobtrusive like that.

she was very vague and uninteresting.

she ate flowers
that her classmates got from their boyfriends
because she wanted something pretty and lurid like a sunset
in her gut coughing up memes and it went like
omnomnomena
omnomatopoeia

every part in every play in every universe

lol, narcissism
this is not a poem
this is a ramble.

okay my head hurts i'm going back to sleep now.