THE
ONE BY THE BEACH WAS AS BIG AS A BIRD
All
these dying butterflies
are really getting to me
To
see them flailing about
on the concrete
brings visions of broken windows
and germinating seeds, and
for a second I believe I might
actually
do something.
ON
DROWNING IN A RIVER OR PROBABLY JUST A CANAL
I
watch the MASON jar
fill up like a car under water
and wonder
if I
would be one of the people
you hear about on the news
who cut the seat belt
in time
Yes,
this enters my head
as I grasp the butterknife
to scrape the label
But
all I really wanted was
something clean and simple
to drink from.
VOMIT
AT 7:30PM
The
potential devastation is like
strappy sandals in the shadows
as I lay nauseous
in the same dark room
THE
RAIN, IT COMES IN THE AFTERNOON
It's
storming outside
and the thunder,
while alone,
is something I am not afraid of
However,
the flowers you brought have died
and are smelling of attics in Ohio
as I am leaving them to dry
