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another airplane

i will do everything i can to be near youup to and including chuggingthis 24oz natty daddy in bedso i can sleep a little whileand wake up (hopefully)to permission grantedor request denied i know i knowhow much you value your spaceespecially on sober daysi am good at staying quieti am good at listening to silencebutContinue reading “another airplane”

that bitch reading bukowski at the laundromat

everyone’s sickof hearing about the pandemicbut the laundry’s still gotta get doneit’s almost a mile to walkcloudy and windy, chance of rainand there are violets bloomingand kids out in their yardsand some guy grilling somethingthat smells amazingand a fat man with a bulging ruckwho waves and tells methe laundromat is crowded but most people thereContinue reading “that bitch reading bukowski at the laundromat”

on waking alone

the old routines feel strange and emptycold coffee, yella dog, thick bookscaring for sick roommatesso surreal wearing my life againlike an old jacket that feelsnot wrong but different things changednow i share a roomwith thousands of peoplemade of millions of wordsand i’m always hungrywith nothing to eat i couldn’t have predictedhow easily i could slideintoContinue reading “on waking alone”

just over here, you know, digesting

so yeah i could sit here& write some kinda emo opusabout how fucked up it isthat i’m not fucked up enoughbut eh life’s back to normal i guessi bit my nails back down to bleeding& cried until i could laugh oh youyou are the hardest pill to swallowsorry about ye olde gag reflextruer words &Continue reading “just over here, you know, digesting”

dear blood, or: thoughts while listening to you snore

there was thismoment when we locked eyesmy arm bracedaround the doe’s limp neckand we lifted her togetherto spill blood and gutson the patioi felt my insides shiftwith herssomething changedeverything changedi told you this beforeyou went back to sleepsayin oh honey baby oh honey girlwhat to do what to do excepthold you again there is aContinue reading “dear blood, or: thoughts while listening to you snore”

this poem is brought to you by the somnam corporation

maybe part of why you fit so niceis you don’t make me feelemotionally claustrophobicwe’ve had these soft silencesfull of nonverbal truthsyou’ve gone monthswithout trying to read my diary most times i feelmy time my thoughts my feelingsare a public librarywith dozens of patronsmilling about & checking me outit gets exhaustingto keep so little for meContinue reading “this poem is brought to you by the somnam corporation”

alexa play john prine

i guess i should have guessedhow the light would catch your eyes& how quick how strongthe fever would set inseatbelts off in this reckless wreckburned alive in the chill windoff the lake where you wrapped me up& the room where you slapped me up& how i would feel so trappedat the loud ringing distancedon’t getContinue reading “alexa play john prine”

i meant to wake up before this happened

but in the dream we just talkneither of us asks for anythingand we speak in low voicesgrow tired and stretch outcomfortably yawningin each other’s facescome here you say andhead fits on shoulder andarms wrap soft and firm andyou feel like a white oak andyour heartbeats are ocean wavesin the dream i am warm and sleepybutContinue reading “i meant to wake up before this happened”

if you swear to keep it decent then yeah

selling out wouldn’t even cover my gas billso i guess i’ll keep selling you insteadthe apathy of others is death by starvationand my back hurts too much to dance the limboi’ve got a bottle of pills for the painsure, go ahead, i’ll just keep the one lord willing and the river don’t risei will putContinue reading “if you swear to keep it decent then yeah”