to you

im much less
self possessed
when im stoned
when im climbing

up those
chains of thought
and i think
women have different
karma than boys

if theyre beautiful
if karma exists
if its even real at all

i think of the friends
think of the satisfaction
of melting away a layer
and finding a mirror
that you broke
seven years ago

and you hold it up
and the cracked glass
makes you see
a million of yourself
and in each reflection
there on your shoulder
sits an angel
and a devil
throwing dice

to be beautiful
i would pull
any curse
from a witches brew
and drink it to you