LIFE WAS NOT THOUGHT THROUGH BEFORE IT WAS PUT INTO MOTION ❋ Trevor Abes

I believe in the word breakfast on whichever surface it is printed.
I believe in reclaiming lost time from my local public transit commission.
I find most of the space I need in cities that prefer to stay foreign to me.

There are certain notes in certain songs that shake my inner
Etch-A-Sketch clean.

Sometimes I forget to turn the autoplay off on YouTube and can’t recognize my own history.
I found all my confidence from blasting hot water in the shower and conducting the steam like I was Sorcerer Mickey Mouse in Fantasia.

I believe in palming your neck as anchor to reality.
I believe in supporting the economy by always looking like a tourist.

If science wants to figure out how we can regenerate like lizards’ tails, they need to study me after a Skype conversation with my parents.

Sometimes I feel semi-dead like a tree in December.
I think it’s because I catch feelings by reading text messages like tea leaves in a cup.
I think it’s because I look for the next song before the one I’m listening to is over.
I think it’s because every time I knock on wood, I reinforce the idea
That someone is listening to my thoughts in a parallel world.