a hoary hoarde
of accumulated cumuli
swarm above
as i sit
waiting for
someone in cali
to refresh
the system
which is not
nearly as
exciting as it
sounds
unless hurrying up
only to wait
is your idea
of a good time

i don’t judge

most of my time
is spent lost
working out the
knots in plots
or building new
worlds to play in
talkingtosparrows
andexorcisingghosts
losing track of
the world as i
feel the need
to hide

human pill bug
the roly poly poet
curled up tightly
to ward off all
the anxieties in
not knowing what
is seen when someone
looks at a fool
deciding maybe
there is nothing
to be seen at all

sore
unsure if from
sleeping on
the couch
or from
contorting
myself into
a more human
form