Black spot

designer jeans
are you listening to me?
tell me how to fit in you
tell me how to fix my brain so I
collectively breathe out
carbon dioxide fumes
in the backseat of a car
breathing in oxygen
I love the way you frown
and the way you smile
with your eyes rolling back
leave me alone and keep your breath to yourself
I have super powers
blinking in my brain
1,000 tiny lights
I made room for you
in the Lynette show
where the heartbreak breaks out
like a zit on your face
an ugly face that doesn't speak
just cries black tears