In loving memory of my creativity

so really you can
have conspiracy theories
like crushing my soul
i only wrote 1 tiny poem yesterday
im happier now but i dont write poetry
so im not intrinsically happy
i dont want to go out in the world

it was fun last night though
i waited for a train that didnt come
staff deficiency
oh really
some teens were
drunk i guess or
just high on friendship
they hollared
so i hollared back
we went at it like
that for like 10 mins

then i went to
the mall instead
bought some buttery
hazelnut chocolate

some flirting
it was so beautiful
hard to explain really
the joy in her speech