Tracking

Static, static, everywhere and not a drop.
Some things get
I was thinking
the apple in the freezer
the story behind it
ashamed that I
accumulation like big ol'
clouds.

I was hard up and I laid down
in a field not mowed fresh and
looked up at the sky.
The same sky
someone saw
not more than a day before

and remembered that I have not been
poked so hard by an idea broached by

a long time.  A bumblebee managed
to stick the landing on my nose.
It was dumb.  Near the gas station.
Smart to the.  Gracious.  I have been

chopping off words to integrate myself better with
the people I have grown
to be friends with.  Cohabitants with because
if you kill everyone on the face of the Earth
all you have is you and your
imagination.  Machinations.  And your.

Time out and time ins and break stops.
Curly squib pops. If they mess with us.
Right the ship.  Write everything.  Right the ship.
The only thing keeping my teeth from
your throat is
rules rules rules.

I wrote a sonnet once.

So did my ____ and then we all
shed tears into the

Have you ever dreamed in stereo?

Wake up laughing, wake up screaming, wake up
harder than you ever thought you'd be
and softer than you ever thought you could be?
When it reached ten draw an eleven
and then put your fingers on her
just to see how it sounds?

Beloved.  Shield yourself from.
It really is a system.  A self protecting.
Gorgeous.  Eat.  Then power

through the cages.

Come hell or high
slaughter.