Disorder

I don’t wear glasses but everybody thinks I do.

It’s like that episode of Friends.

I’m super proud of 2020 vision

So I know how that story ends.

And I listen to Spotify and ignore the earphone noise warning

Thinking Nick Cave would never hurt me.

Because he is soft and warm and sad

Like a perfect herbal tea.

I keep playing tennis even when my wrist hurts

Or when the Wii tells me to take a step outside.

I drink the coffee cold and black

I wait until the heat has died.