Sometimes you prove
you feel too much. Don’t be
so loud about it. Sunk into oblivion
a sensation refracts personality. This
is an attractive quality.
His brother is playing video games.
His grandmother made us lunch:
egg, potatoes, and beef. Also,
I’m a gossip in the bedroom.
In Monterey. In Carmel.
Word is pain; express less. Meh.
Paint a hole into the wall. A
sequence of holes. Heart out
a pattern (“Are they linear?”).
Reset the fuse (an expression).
The moon is cancelled. Eric is
Robert, maybe. And others.
Jason. I buy pajamas and
underwear. Mom offers me
a painkiller but I have
never understood them.
