Hockey’s playing on my TV
but it’s not my favorite team.
I’m half-heartedly watching
while playing with my phone.
I’m feeling vulnerable tonight,
laying underneath my Superman blanket.
No reason to feel exposed
But alone, in my old cavernous house,
I feel the weight of being me,
of my own self-doubtand of my strength to prevail,
fighting a battle to win me over.
I can take off, I know
that I can fucking fly!
But I first have to find
where the hell my kryptonite is hidden.