crying glitter
if all the world's a stage then I beg for an audience. if I fall and no one is around will anyone hear me scream?
there's glitter on my skin: she pressed it to my cheeks, presses sickly-sweet turquoise into my empty hand
dizzy dancer, settles into my bloodstream (heavy headed) nightclub nauseous (take me home) a pulse reset by speakers
if all the club’s a stage then do not find the audience. if I cry and everyone is around will they tear me apart?















