psycho

2.19.2019.

the pause before
the scene begins:

a white
blank
screen.

i scream in my head,
yet smile delicately.

American Psycho appears

on the TV.

“you’re crazy.”

paralyzing fear has me
wrapping my body with my arms.

i’m sitting next to
an opportunist.

my dreamworld is a
distorted reality.

“i’m psycho,” said with a laugh.

i try to be a loyalist to
American millennials.

my anger is my fuel to
recreate my journey.

be authentic, angels say.

i gently pull back pieces
of hair from my face.

there is more than this fear.
there is Light.

and it skips around
in the same hopeful
rhythm as me.

it is my living dreams.

“love and light.”

screen goes dark.