Waffle

 

 

Am I allowed to decide because of one seemingly significant thing 

He's got the birdie eyes

 

Nick Lowe where have you been all my life 

 

Twice now

He's goin' for it

Probably I will eat some gluten-free mochi

I had something to say 

I am so sick of stories about domination 

He's working in the basement of Forest Knob 

Hanna wriggles in bird poop, jumps into bed, demands pets 

Nobody else in the world could roll in shit and climb into my bed with me smiling

That checks out 

I did not make healthy choices 

We're going to trust your nervous system 

Don't just hit the easy button 

Keep being a warrior for your own heart 

Hungry ghosts are hungry 

Farm June lives her principles

Your tender heart is your greatest asset 

 

It's simply lever lock and Bob's your uncle

Bouts of obsession

My normal isn't normal to strangers on the internet

Poison creeps my forearm

Wilson defends his territory

 

Welcome the spiders

Holding my breath in the post office line

if your experiencing bulling there are resources  

 

 

Funny things

 

Everybody's calling me 

I just bounce around like a pool ball. 

Who knows, maybe God needed the money more than that kid.

 

Later 

Reclining in sunlight undulating my forearms

That plant cannot go on the mantle any more

The book has a string through it 

I was going to say something 

Not wearing any underwear 

I will never own a smart fridge. If I have to revert to iceboxes I won't 

Mother of god, the google search results 

A tender heart is your biggest strength 

You're going to get out there and stand on your own two feet again 

Cowed by Loretta Lynn 

Hanna wades up the center of the current 

Is Labor Day over already 

One lone red leaf on a rock 

Pennywort

Frog fruit 

Water mint 

Frozen fruit 

The planters are on sale 

Out of hyacinths 

If this is my farm then I'll make it 

I hope my composter arrives tomorrow 

 

Forgotten what it was to move slow 

Fast is painful, my knee buckling in the night 

Having to hike anyway. It's too beautiful 

If I could bottle this smell and infuse it into my bedlinens it would never cease to make me ache

I think I'm a person who will always have an ache

I am not an aquarium guy 

You can't be sure you'd do it then if you don't do it now

 

 

Now it's 2 

Show him 

A little bit 

A luttle 

Especially on camera

 

She presses babies on me, I struggle to breathe 

Melting, floppy little body on my hip

I want everything all of the time 

How long can you go without writing it 

 

The flute whistles 

Am I a dog to you 

Don't hit that

 

The old white liberals love the formal gardens

the oil paintings at the annual art show 

They brave the rain 

 

Oh no, it went all the way 

Sad about the art

and the rings 

In my dream I got mad 

Stop ducking in and out

My dog ran away from the fireworks 

You said you didn't have to work

 

What would she have been fighting about

 

 

Burn 

This keyboard is different 

I haven't had a doughnut in so long   

Wilson walks heavier on my torso

Oh fuck yeah, I'll be over in a couple minutes

 

Pine needles and cool air 

Fall is coming

Insides filled to bursting 

Perish the leaves, the earth feeds on them 

Remember kayaking the lake, sunset

Remember skiing in the aspens

Moose tracks and snowshoe hares

Okay. I have to go to bed soon. 

 

I will be returning to the workshop in December 

You're a cute little teapot 

Doesn't love me enough to let me 

Begging for release 

 

I have to listen to myself 

They'll be short minutes  

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 

Recycle right

 

 

I can't get mad any more 

Everything sucks 

My therapist says I'm doing a great job 

Maybe she's insane 

Don't want to be great if it means I've adapted to this shit 

Don't enjoy being maladapted 

Get better at acting better!

There won't be ice caps by 2100  

A child born today will see it 

Sometimes I say bitch now 

I don't expect any of us to live that long 

The Supreme Court owns my uterus 

Billable at $10,000 per narc 

The trash can stinks 

The breeze blows the trash can stink into my nostrils 

I came outside to enjoy the sun

After days of biblical rain

My retirement plan is systemic collapse

I used to have a future