Oh, bad actress,
You emit a spiritual odor
That’s unapproachable
But I love you anyway
.
And it’s not even that I love you for trying —
I love you for how you hide,
For how you’re disappointed by Whole Foods cashiers
For no reason,
How you
.
Don a flannel shirt and jeans
In a Western town and
Can’t seem to find the appeal in the Fleet Foxes
.
And how nothing works,
For you,
You portraying this malady
With a conclusiveness so final that it’s beautiful and
.
Everybody knows you,
Bad actress,
Knows you well,
And I love you for that.