Rants

ya think I’m
not writing

ha

Ha

think aheadatime for that next summer job
it’s what
ya should probably do…

she’ll be makin’ her way ’round the mountain
when she’s done

absurd
I’ve one girl on third

waiting for a home/run

home
running a home
running from a burning home

everything all gone

duplex living quarters
with working drier, washer, and
modest electricity
ceilings threatening to stunt your height
hearing these women scream
screams of delight from the 13th floor
causing fretful dreams of
the worst forest,
you’re running on fire—
in a forest

what’s done is done
see if ya can’t Undo
if you have to
go to your room
think about what you
done did done

I’ll be back in a minute
just give me a minute…

okay,
thanks

my back is present
on point
on purpose

you’re back to seeking
metaphorically
a chiropractor of your own
witch doctor
with the sugar drop

cease please O/Oh what ailes me
my sinisus seriuosly aile me
someone hale a cab for me
call one ‘cuz I can hardly breathe

someone in these lungs imagined
a scarcity