sometimes i deserve a capital I

sometimes i deserve a capital I

everyone
loves a writer.
loves to watch paper fill up
with blurred pencil ballet.
it’s a subconscious
fascination.

it’s why
she smokes
that way…

it’s why
she plays with her hair
that way…

it’s why
she smiles over her squat boyfriend’s shoulder
that way…

I know this.

she knows this.

everyone
knows this.