when i dream i go to a big state park. the paths are deeply tunneled with low bent trees and run through sea cliffs up along the water and up into the mountains between sandstone boulders
i run naked through it usually, not from anything, just wildly
there are trailers in the snow in the forest
i run through it and as i wake up i glitch, i glitch, i glitch into the walls of the valley
when i wake up I’m just here
im not jealous of her because she’s a holy object and im just an emotional crutch, and usually not even that, usually a clothing display.
im not jealous, she doesn’t even dream.