Backpedalling into darkness

Flummoxed by tranquility

Forgetting how to maneuver

If only I KNEW her…

Attempting to capture prestige in a bottle

“Okay so, bottle…model…lotto…Otto…”

Eating by myself during lunch break

A single tear moistens a sandwich

Wondering if everything I do –

Is perceived as outlandish…

Morphing from insecure to crazy

The darkness consumed me

And now it contains me