Thursday, September 2, 2021

The little roof that could

 

In this house we drink seltzers

eat freeze-dried, wild-caught boar

and freeze-dried, wild-caught salmon 

four round brown eyes watching my hands at the bags 

 

I cannot stop ing 

The teddy bear covers his eyes 

 

The cicadas are so loud 

Love it--living amidst the trees 

Two days ago Wilson caught one big-blue-green-winged in the front room 

I tried to cradle it in a magazine to carry it outside

It rattled and launched, not having it 

Wilson pounced

I popped out the window screen and picked Wilson up

The cicada found freedom 

I praised Wilson for his hunting

Wilson preened 

Then Hanna shoved her wide head under my palm

You're a good hunter too, I said

She looked relieved

 

All I can manage is one line at a time

My desire claws at my insides

 

I'm saying what I think 

In my dream I was about to have sex with Tyler 

Then my parents walked in on us 

They yelled at me to get in the car; they were taking me home 

Damnit brain. I was so angry

 

The fan is so loud

Were you thinking of me the whole time 

I miss you 

Do you want me


Probably I will vacuum the carpets on Saturday 

Certainly I will see loads of friends this weekend 

And two birthday parties 

And, of course, I'll be picking up my kayak 

Fuck I'm so excited to have my own kayak