i don’t think that it’s love
but i think that it’s something
because on the days i convince myself
you’re what comes out of my wand
when i make the patronus charm
i run around the office
like a kid at a birthday party
big red smile
my blood singing
from too much juice
& i know you don’t do it for me
but when you wear that britney spears shirt
the one i asked if you got at myrtle beach i
pretend it actually is for me
because why the hell not?
doing my mid-year performance review this week
that’s what made me realize
when they ask me where i see myself in five years
i close my eyes & say
creative director
but what i really see is
you & me
at a dumb party
laughing our butts off
at nothing
in particular
Kyle Seibel is a writer in Santa Barbara, CA. His stories have been published in Maudlin House, trampset, and HAD. His tweets, which mostly suck, can be found @kylerseibel.