faith “flickers”
—Erica Lewis
all day i feel
more or less
despicable.
so what do
i do? first,
i deflate
my wealth.
then i try
bragga
docio and
follow that
with a bout
of grandiose
weeping. i
chase what
i try to be
lieve is my
confidence
around and
around in
this tiny
complex,
to abso
lutely no
avail. i
try to
be. i
try to
be. i
am the
why who
tries, i
of grandiose
weeping. i
chase what
i try to be
lieve is my
confidence
around and
around in
this tiny
complex,
to abso
lutely no
avail. i
try to
be. i
try to
be. i
am the
why who
tries, i
imagine.
i decide
to cry un
til i die
trying.
but not
before
i pause
and curt
sy, as if
on cue, to
my dear
audience,
which is
of course
to say
at you.
til i die
trying.
but not
before
i pause
and curt
sy, as if
on cue, to
my dear
audience,
which is
of course
to say
at you.
