dear santa, i want...

the first time it happened, i never said a word

i always thought i'd say something.

i thought i'd be the kind of person who'd fight back.

i thought i'd never let it happen

but i never said

one 

single 

blessed 

t h i n g .

the first time.

or the second.

or not even the third.

i wish we didn't fight.

i wish i didn't have to look at you like you're a monster.

i wish i didn't want a family.

ay, si yo pudiera volar

iré más lejos de aquí.

iré a ti.

porque tu,

tu eres mi quierdo.

mi corazón.

y yo necesito tu

más de todo el

mundo.

the boy and his fast dancing machine

It's interesting how.
when you close your eyes.
everything is brighter and brighter and
brighter


i live in a shell of impenetrable glass and steel.
i call it a heart.
and in this shell, this prison.
i keep all my emotions.
in jars on shelves.
one for love,
one for hate,
one for envy,
one for compassion,
one for joy.
it's when i talk to you that they all crack open
and flow together.
i can't seem to focus then,
drowning in this puddle I've made.