then cook tediously
sitting on a blackberry
and get quite loaded
quick note. I’m alive.
lunch in Quincy Market
one sandwich full of mayo
four laps around the treadmill
is started late today. need
notebook. need poetry.
he wrote my mother a vanilla.
waited two hours for a fingerprint.
top left buttcheek burns.
I miss you notes.
notes note misses.
I do whatever that means Ani.
so familiar am alive and loaded.
I’ve been dishonest lately.
time can make that more intense.
I logged four help desk tickets
today alone.
