today has been uneventful
funny how I sleep with the intention of doing something
then dream it
have a thought and make it true
an illusion
the mind askew with answers unrelated
and wake up with no energy whatsoever
just an aching back
neck
and shoulders
(must flip the mattress soon after getting a haircut)
the box of e-mails overflows
all meaningless
there was something about a fire
but there wasn’t much else
all about today
impatiently awaiting the arrival of a package ordered about 20 seconds ago
dreaming of days when sipping tea next to the fridge becomes acceptable
there’s been a battle inside the body
ongoing for years now
a torturing scream from the stomach to the brain
begging for good fortune
please no more tuna fish
the small intestine turns rolls inward laughing hysterically
“there’s a heart in my pocket” says the liver
if we leave the door open, the dog takes our dirty laundry hostage.
that’s where all the socks are going.
by the way, I’ve got a new computer.
there’s that familiar ache on the body
eyes too tired to open
feverish
hot pink lips whispering through my throat
get out of my head, Katy Perry
slightly cool toned
blue round disks await my submersion
literally.
Day 2 isn’t better
the world is missing parts
islands of thought
ancient destroyed cities lurk in the shadows of civilization
but there’s a new ipad out
give me happiness, here’s $802.99
the body drowns
we wake up naked in a swamp surrounded by naked lions
feasting, on their naked trees, the fruit of their naked birds
papaya
you’ve come back from the grocery store
hatch marks on your hands, you’re ready to retell anecdotes about the elderly
1 lb of sugar
2 lbs of red Jell-o
and a delicious blue pack of godly orange pills
heaven
“water” quick
slurp
swallow
slurp
repeat for potency
what was I saying ?
I expected something real
loud, coarse, textured.
melodious
rapture
I’m not understanding the latest technological fashion
THIS is a chord
not the sound of plastic
the pixels behind that face explode
deteriorate
there’s a new advancement in skincare
is overrated
the inevitability of openness is inevitable
rude behavior hoisted by an untruth
deflated
like the cinnamon swirls of your eyes
drowning
tell me a lie
Inconsistent
sometimes words confuse feelings
and one falters into denial
making-believe a story about incertitude
Discovery
shatters illusions
and what you once knew
is replaced by the truth
Acceptance
is optional
I need them yellow
carbon leftover implant of soles.
flesh gives way to blood
bone
sexual tension.
“not with her”.
vibrating metal beneath my legs.
inversely wrapped
hummingbird.
tenaciously skipping the ground.
catch-all with my toe.
its knives falling every-which way
into your flesh, sweater, and bone.
irrelevant inspiration
the hate
how can you begin to imagine a future without
almost as if death was your reason
and still everything reminds me of you
and I can’t pretend to feel hope
clarity denied
nothing resolved
rid my body of your stench
bleach my heart
tint my thoughts
love has nothing to do with it.
