glass slippers on crystal stairs
you appear to be happy, you ash in a puddle
I'm jealous of myself
for the way I felt then
the wax on the bottle
is holding the candle
that's burning like true love
in the middle of the table
dream of a worksheet of questions
numbered with cut out and pasted squares
reminiscent of ice cubes all haphazard kindergarten
searching a dvd's special features for the answers
go to sleep with a potion
wake up with an alarm
I'm in trouble in the dream
I'm always in trouble at school
I don't even know
half the time how I feel
dot dot dot perfectly centered
symmetrical kisses
I didn't want to do harm
to a creature we made
however deadly and unviable
the size of a marble
