Your Glasses

what could you possibly see in me?
is my soul hung out to dry?


-maria mena





[puppet show]


last night i dreamt of glasses. i couldn't find my own, yet i had four pairs that did not belong to me and did not work. i saw beautiful photos in my dream, but couldn't take them because i was too busy drinking wine and talking to the people i was with - somehow i was obligated to talk to them and make things work.

i think my mind is telling me i'm not seeing things the right way.

i have become the show.

but all i want is to be myself again.