bzzzzzzzz

✮⋆ Summer, bloody summer.

bzzzzzzzz

I don’t feel them until I do—

pinprick to elbow welt

lower back

left ankle

     smack, smack, smack

I rent a divvy to outrun the hoard

skin full of angry mounds,

mounds crossed with angrier x’s

I think my blood is sweeter this year

but doc assured me it wasn’t—

you’re negative for anemia, too.

shit. then why

am I so goddamn tired?

what could I possibly have

to offer?