Paper Weight
waking with a lyric sunken
into my tongue, i fog up with
the taste of forgotten spreading
virally as it seeps
from the song. my mind
sprung a leak and everything
is spilling out, soaking me in muddied
colors—like light, mixing into white
blankness: invisible. i am
a specter, the haunting of what
i was; i fade from the outside in,
with every photograph in storage
and memory filed away. as they turn
my reflection caught in their eyes
disappears, an insignificant dream. only
wandering, i wait for someone to
spirit me away
from my insomnia, pick me
up and weave me through
their hair, hold me like a moment, but
no one's eyes clasp mine.

i am the glass girl,
handle with care.