i want a love so pure
so transparent, so simple
but i crave pain and complexity.
i want to be happy
but i’m the one who lives
in a lucid dream
waking up to find myself
already dreaming again.
i want to less sensitive
but a falling leaf
can make me feel delighted
and want to die over again.
i want change
but i can’t seem to leave the pupa
and complete the metamorphosis
it’s too warm in here.
t.l.
a fish that wants to fly
a bird that wants to dive
a living body that wants to expire