superpower

I don't want to be invisible
I already see too much
I don't want to be telepathic
I already know too much
I don't want any money
or clothes or pillows or goldfish
it is hard enough to dust as it is.
the only thing I will ever ask for is this:
let me always say the right thing.
don't let anger fringe around the words
jealousy dirty the letters, 
pride turn things neon, 
because it makes me sad, 
when sympathy makes everything bleed together.
because I have so much I want to give you
but it seems I ran out of wrapping paper.
because there is so much I want to tell you
but the telephone line is down. 
and when I blink and hold my breath
please know that 
I'm stumbling through the words I know
because
you deserve the perfect response
the perfect paper chain of letters
and I want to be able to cut them out just right








 

AvaClaire

VT

19 years old

More by AvaClaire

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    And I land in the same spot

    My dog looks like a gremlin when he’s sleeping

    It’s midnight and I wonder if my salt lamp is really salt

    Ick yep it is
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    This poem is not Chat GPT
    I promise to convince you that
    and I will attempt to convey
    the human
    sitting and picking the words
    from cobweb corners where
    computers can't find them.
    there is a beating heart here

  • why playlists are tsunamis

    five songs
    last me a month
    a single playlist
    i listen to 
    over and over and over 
    chewing it like a piece of gum
    until it has gone 
    dull and flavorless
    and I spit it out
    but
    when i rediscover