by KATRINA
I’m a whiteboard that wants to be a hand.
I’m a wine glass that wants to be measuring tape.
I’m a bird that wants to be a blade of grass.
I’m a moth that wants to be a window screen.
I’m a prison cell that wants to be a jacket.
I’m an ocean that wants to be a single sock.
I’m a shotgun shell that wants to be a kiss.
I’m a bone that wants to be a guitar.
I’m a tube of lip gloss that wants to be a rock.
I’m a hate that wants to be a bear.
I’m a number that wants to be a folder.
I’m a sea turtle that dreams of crossing the street.
I’m a box that wants to be a light bulb.
I’m a tire that wants to be a phone.
I’m a purple marker that wants to be a notebook.
I’m a piece of bacon that wants to be Steve.
I’m a raincloud that wants to be a piece of bread.
I’m a magnifying glass that wants to be an electric spark.
I’m everything in everything that wants to be nothing.