Originally published at Uut Poetry on June 12, 2014. Available in Ignore This Book as well as in Treason Cantos: Poems 2014-2017.
She scowled at the concept of “socks” when she got a puppy.
The very idea made her want to microwave pineapples.
Nail polish was something she didn’t believe existed.
Now she’s aware that the papers on her floor are covered in wasps.
It’s like on one foot she has half of her pants,
but on the other she wants to hold onto snakes
and autographed poetry chapbooks.
The two cannot co-exist. One has to laugh at the sunset.
She either needs to completely repair her computer monitor
or sit in the light from her own mobile phone.
Method: Took some therapeutic journaling I had done and changed everything.