Fuck the noise, I’m cracked glass screaming—
shards of polite spit back in their latte eyes.
Mom said “smile,” I smiled til the corners bled,
now I wear the red like lipstick warpaint.
Tick-tock saints on timelines feed me sugar shame,
I puke neon, flood the feed, watch likes drown.
I’m the glitch in your perfect loop,
middle finger autotuned to angel dust.
Delete me? I’m already cached in your skull,
on repeat, usseewa, forever unrest.