i dance

i dance around in circles,
frying my waist-length hair with a blowdryer,
and screaming the words to a song i barely know
loudly enough to drown out the radio

i slide across the bathroom floor
in the white knee socks
i'm wearing to cover up the stubble that's grown
on my slim legs in the week i haven't shaved

i laugh at my reflection
in the full length mounted mirror

i know who i am...
but am i who he thinks i am?

i sprawl upon the couch,
eating hershey chocolates and drinking pepsi,
scribbling my thoughts with invisible ink

i know once i stop speaking they'll vanish

i doodle flowers in the margin,
and hearts with our names inside
i sigh a deep, fulfilling sigh,
as i remember what it's like to be in love