i’m unequivocally aware
that my obsession for the human
condition really is not one that is normal
i mean to constantly be in tears
over worlds that hardly exist
but in the mind of one
from their lives when optics
are glued to exceptional
story lines – where adoration
collides even in the most
of ridiculous circumstances
i am the type of person
to rewind an act of humanity
over in my mind until
i’ve memorised every single
boring detail down to the tear
falling a quarter down a cool cheek