what do i look like?

i rub the mirror raw
until there is only water.
in the mailbox, there is nothing
but screaming. i put my ears
in the wood stove
& listen to the red horse.
sometimes i see myself in pictures
& i am convinced it is an actor
who has been hired to play me.
not even a very good look alike.
on tiktok i watched 
a hallucination simulation. 
i thought, "mine are usually better."
of all the utensils i think
it's safe to say i most closely resemble
a spoon. vessel garden 
where we pot our hands
in the hopes of oak trees.
the raven says, "lower taxes"
& i am naive because i try to ask
follow-up questions like,
"will you actually help us?" 
i already know the answer is
"no & i am going to eat your arm."
it is best to duct tape saviors 
& put them on the moon. 
corvids are the best kind of radio.
a blue asks me, "whose land 
was stolen today?" i try to make a list
but the list turns into a snake
& escape between the rocks.
my life feels like a handful
of salt. i touch a grain to my tongue. 
stop showing up 
in movies as an extra. instead,
i find my eyes always in bowls
of soup. i can see too much 
& i don't sleep.