Plan B failed, Plan C will too

i am examined like hair
under your surveillance
for any split ends you
may want to trim off.

i
can't wrap my head around
you
won't wrap your head around
me

to you, i'm so
misanthropic
   microscopic
the complete opposite
of whatever it is you'd
prefer in your notebook
(or wry cardiac muscles)

a chronological catastrophe–
so classic, so typical, so you

cigarette smoke,
blue skies/eyes,
timeless waste,
shattered lens;
the ingredients of
misinterpretation,
the recipe is you