post post its

Cleared of obligations and drunk on duty free. I am stretching my skin to slide myself in. Assemble these new parts of me.

The sweetness of trivial concerns. I become a fluff ball over breakfast. There is a safety in familiarity that cannot be found in family. I explain the difference between kith and kin.

Spend the day repeicing myself in the city. Picking fragments of myself off the coats of strangers by. Find comfort in Dalis distortians. All that was is now. There are no boundries anymore