woooo. (What mood am i in?!?)

I wish sometimes I could wear these things
on my sleeve and underneath
In the shape my eyebrows take
when they create lines on my forehead
drawing maps and outlines of intangible things
I can't find for myself

My eyes would open wide, and sink.
Or they'd smile with invitation

I wish I could put these things on display
on my sleeve and underneath
And everyone could see what I wanted to show all along.

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holy shit, is this me writing something other than "satirical rants"? Amateur attempts! But they're happening!! Sound the bells!