“I am the noblest lady of this court, second only to the Queen. Yet I am the saddest of mortals in France.”

 

hat-and-scarf combos aren’t everything, you know
they’re nothing if you don’t have someone to share them with

 

no, no 
the epaulets are fine 
i just 
i thought there would be more tassels 
i only have tassels on the one arm 
it’s fine, it’s plenty of tassels
it’s fine

 

what’s the point of having an alabaster brow if all the other poets have alabaster brows

 

i said i wanted layers
not FEATHERING 
this isn’t what i meant at all

 

all the slouchy hats and shoulder-ribbons in the world couldn’t cure what i’m feeling right now

 

stripes
what good are stripes to me
when i know full well that there are at least fourscore boys in Pisa alone with more stripes than I have on their most ordinary walking-cloaks

 

this comically oversized feather makes a mockery of my pain 

 

i just know somewhere out there is a young man with a higher collar than mine
and it makes me want to spit nails and die

 

you wouldnt underSTAND

i know
objectively
that i am a fancy boy
but i don’t FEEL like a fancy boy sometimes

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