You look like everyone I have ever seen. Your feet are all blistered. You walk like a warped floorboard and I say THE GEOMETRY IS ALL WRONG. You are all shampoo and shoulders. The water has just appeared. You are almost all panties. I don’t notice what your fingers are doing when you’re not talking loud enough. Your are all shampoo and shoulders and panties. I say THOSE SHOES ARE THE WRONG SHOES. I use your shampoo despite my shame. I don’t know how to touch you so I say I WANT TO TOUCH YOU. I don’t know how to speak to you so I say I AM GOING TO COUGH ALL RIGHT. I can’t seem to stop and still your hair is perfect. I tie ropes to the ceiling and I tie ropes to your ankles. I say I DO NOT WANT TO HURT. I say YOUR SOLES ARE SHARP. Your hair barely moves in the air. Your hair barely moves even though we’re moving really fucking fast. I’m trying to turn your circles into memories. I keep thinking BAMBOO BAMBOO BAMBOO. You look like no one I have ever seen. You walk away and I say YOU’RE SHIRT IS TOO DAMN LONG.