Watching Glee Until Everything is Normal

I had a dream nobody was mad at me, that we could all just talk

I burst into tears when I realized why I don’t buy silverware or plates

I felt relief when I stopped framing Earth as my home

I can’t recite my favorite line of poetry, but I remember exactly how it made me feel

I was in my bed past midnight on perezhilton.com when I found out Cory Monteith died

I finally saw his face again, and it’s like shooting arrows into my eyes

I don’t think I really hold that much resentment

but I want to increase my medication dosage to become a bit more numb

in case something ever threatens to surprise me

lest we all be disturbed

and have levels of pain