wear my boredom like
an ill-fitting coat. throw my ennui
around your neck
like a hand-knitted scarf.
try on my existential
loneliness like an old band
t-shirt. button up my unrequited love
like an ugly Christmas sweater.
they’re all unlovely but
will keep you warm
against the elements.
I’m casting off all
those old feelings, so
if you need something to wear,
you can have them.