Weekend Guide: 02.04.2022

masterstroke 🎨

When I look at myself in the mirror I see a wax figure version of my face. Shiny and wet. Slowly melting. I lift my hand and swipe slowly at what once was my skin, exposing the white of my cheekbone. Unable to draw a line. I turn on the faucet towards scalding and let it run. 

Mist rises from the sink causing my waxy skin to glob glob glob at an unbearable pace. The mess of me fills the ceramic in a beautiful pattern befitting a modernist painter's masterstroke. I think, bravo.

Grabbing for a paper towel, my life flashes before my eyes. Sunny visions of youth. Birthday cakes. Baseball. Kissing on a couch in a dark basement while my heart beats out of my chest. Running from nothing at full speed. Diving in the deep end, cold water on the fringe of summer, headfirst.

I hold my hand under the faucet. One, two, three, four, fuck. I look up at my face. Now a skeleton. Two eyeballs floating in a cave. Set back. Ready to pounce. I turn away to face the day. 

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Thanks for reading. Excited to share some details with you about a new album I will be releasing soon. As always, peace and love. ❤️