huh,

& what is there to write about?

.

the emotions loyal to you

are smoldering.

i’m still staring at my childhood ceiling.

life lulls the same every day & i’m

lucky.

.

i could sit here & say

work’s good,

first dates suck,

the bathtub needs comet,

my coffee’s dripping its final drops…

.

or i could just sit here

(8/17/23)