I hope you're not like me

That you don't need drink to survive

And that you use your feet to keep the streets from falling

Even with the high heels

When femininity becomes laughable

I hope you're not like me

That you like your poems

That you write them even when it's sunny

And you don't look behind your back

Fearing that someone will murder them

I hope you're not like me

That you listen to the bends

That make you feel dead

And that you resurrect

Under the foggy rainy nights

And Japanese red pines

I hope you're not like me

That emptiness is not an echo of your body

And that you open your eyes when you wake up

I hope you're not like me

That you exist

And that your palms do not tremble

On every attempt to touch the world