I collect Fear Nightmare-Images Anxious Memories and Unpleasant Recollections I collect Regrets Of hurting and neglecting People Collect their Ghosts I collect Persecutions Condemnations Broken Promises And strained Emotions I collect Fear Of All This and much More— I collect Self-Dissolution Guilt Jealousy and Envy Inferiority and distant Companionships I collect low self-Esteem Gray Weather and rainy Weather—all Kinds of bad Weather I collect being ill-seen I collect crossed-out Scrapbooks Do not collect Reconciliations Or— Bandages I collect the neglected And—what’s been suffocated within Me Collect Shadow Plays Confusions, Recklessness, and negative Attention I collect Reward-Spirals That take Me Here and There And—Nowhere at All I collect fleeting Resemblances Of feeling entitled To My Loneliness I collect Escape Routes Do not collect Substance or Love Do not collect Kindness or Conscience Instead— I collect Curbstones and Crossroads That lead Me further and further Down—towards the Underground And— I collect Firewood for the eternal Blaze That burns In—My Consciousness
Cover art: The Metamorphosis of Narcissus by Salvador Dalí, 1937



Love this one.