I Turned into Glass

Breakdowns and Bullets

 

Photo by Jacob Sierra on Unsplash

I wished for a few things in life, bought into all the superstitions, the crack steps, the overpass kiss, the…I don’t remember em all, and some days I don’t remember shit except how to get to work and now I’m sitting here wishing humans had a see through stripe on their side like quarts of oil so you could see what level of give a fuck was left.