: like groceries

do you know what it feels like to be

over productive,

and purposely anti

reproductive? 

well, come on over

i've got an eggplant slowly roasting

in leftover oven-heat

two nights in a row 

i saw through the hours i normally

save for sleep

i learned, not too late,

that there's a small, sensitive 

collection of minutes that were once lost 

to cosmic (or agricultural) misunderstandings

let's do nothing with those minutes

but move

loosen

and learn, not too late,

that there is always time if you stay up late and 

wait for it.

: art ache

a little too rough, i
pressed the tip
of my pencil down
and broke you.

just then, i awoke
to cotton clouds, cottonmouth
and wordless sleep in cotton sheets.

i know what it's like
to take the wrong bite.
i do it every day.

have you ever touched
a bird? i will never forget
that bird fridge, the smell of
damp, dead fur.

when dogs are listening
it is fucking obvious.
same for you. i think i know how to listen,
but i will learn how to look like i am
before i forget.

colors have been hard to draw
ever since i lost my patience blending.
i prefer watching them touch each other
in my closet.

last time i left the country
i thought i may never leave again. and yet.

i carry a water bottle
everywhere i go, just in case
i wake up thirsty somewhere far away.
or even, just in case somebody else does.

every letter in my alphabet
looks like an "i" --
it's really not my fault
that i's are so generic.

this one time
i decided i wasn't the kind of girl
who would be taken with horses.
now i know, that was a really great call.

go-karting is much safer than walking
the streets of manhattan alone.
sometimes i wish i could try both
naked.

it gets easier, being a bunny
especially when you don't see bunnies
on the streets of manhattan alone.

the other morning
i woke up without a single thing to do.
that was a joke.

Gratitude ate the dingo
that ate my baby,
and i was grateful.

the only times i love crying
are in crowds, because we all hear the same noise
and in bed, because you left me empty.

i can remember so many weightless smells
but not your skin.

: inviolate

dig a dot
into a zero domino
there is still plenty of time
to finish.

if you keep watering a dead plant
it's still alive
to you.

i've heard songs
that i've never heard before and will never hear again
same for people.

yesterday a stage was set
for a show that will make
all of the money and
none of the sense.

if i told you my eyes were still growing,
would you turn around
or take them?

if i told you the ground has always been still,
where would you step?

: palpable

let's get hurt

the weather is perfect

for it.

let's lose well

i saw someone do it

once.

let's trick people

i've heard it helps
the day go faster.

let's start a company
let's break hearts
let's pick teams
let's trade clothes

no one got wise 

from somebody else's flight—

meet me in the air.

: clinical dusk

Opposition took me

by the hand. Go, go,

into the Cerulean thunder dome.
I went willingly. I burn 

willingly.

Now, I am not alone. Nobody knows what shade
to throw, or where to throw it.

I sweat gold
you shed black and take me

by the hand. I could try 

harder at not acting
like a bitch, but we all know

bitches have more fun.