
By Cheyenne Hebert
INVENT, PLEASE
invent, please
my absence.
you want pretences, let us have pretences:
I hope to understand
nothing as
unimportance
I started on the North
tight corners of my life
surprise me
shock me
You areĀ
nothing
You have gone through life in sleep,
noxious intractable
I am
present
Nevertheless.