TIPSY

Ever since I arrived I have not felt visible.

I was caught up in the philosophy and beauty routines that I used to calm myself.

Alone. I am alone.

Who will love me? Who will be my family? Who will-

I will-

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Pardon me if I am a little incoherent. Alchohol has dampened my mind tonight and even my accent is changing. Oh these British kids I have been surrounded with.

Sparkling white wine swirling around my tongue and disappearing into my body-

the body and the mind and the spirit-

Is the body the only thing that really exists-

for what is the mind but a series of thoughts and a truckload of memories tied into the brain

and what is the spirit but a concept perceived by the mind in order to fight that fear of body annihilation it, as a human, is uniquely prone to

my body my body

infused with heavy laden lead and so soft like a squishy balloon

my eyelids are velvet and the curtains close gently and calls out to sleep

my brother my sister my mother my father

you are but humans arbitrarily brought into contact with me through the college family system, never had a choice to come into life but you sure took to it like fish to water, although we were bred on different continents

you are beautiful

you are beautiful

But we do not share blood

and god knows we are only blood and bones and tissue

but I wish we could share common blood

But we don’t.