Spring Poems

Prayer Hummed

At Waitstaff

sangria

saves

lives*

(*repeat)

 

Terms and Conditions

our small emergencies

mostly oxygen and energy

the failing orbits in the sludge

of our awkward bodies

I am yours

whenever/wherever

you have my cookies.

 

 

Cuevero and Elderflower

the afternoon crash lands

it’ll be alright, right, cat?

been so busy/what a lazy life

over-efficient, salt mine ready

prayer really didn’t work for me

lemon light broke the kitchen window

outside, day-noon-night

suffer ice cream truck music

inside, claw draw blood, spikes

fucking cat

and while it licks itself

someone on the TV always

wants to save me

solution: get couch horizontal

double vision pitcher frame

fluff pillows, meditate, yeah okay

lime, ice, tequila, salt, st. germain

“I’ll get a dog, and it will eat you.”

 

April 27th

cherry blossom

and dogwood

going crazy

all in bloom

or at the door

what a good day

even here, sitting

on the guard rail

car hissing.

 

Fried Paradise, 8:15am, Saturday

I usually drive into a strip mall

and first things first, swing

around the back

to see the loading dock

and the card board

dumpster

the shadow’d woods

behind …

you ever do that?

I wonder why

either way.