Melodrama

Maybe I am
All of those beautifully mean spirited
Adjectives
That you’ve assigned to me

I am

What of it?
I think I like me more
Now than I ever have before in my life
I am melodrama
I am ubiquitous with disease
And laughter
I am the concubine to your expectations
Perpetually suffering and inquisitive
And introspective
Forever pompous and proud
You are my proof that I
I am
I am forever your ignored saint

My altar is shaped like
An island made of pianos.