do not put banana on their couch
I am quite flabbergasted by her tiny socks
when did I change from a girl to a woman
you have yet to grow out of a boy
mitzvahed,
your silence spoke louder to me
than your mother’s guilt ridden attacks
reality returns when
tiny socks hits the table for more spoonfuls
I certainly oblige
absurdity returns when
wandering down the blue brick street searching for green slivers
it was here all along
the vacuum shrieks;
it cannot inhale any more unending dust
I am unsure if that is why I cry too
breathing you in was a particulate nightmare
the air on this coast is clearer
peeling away from the honey,
I feel better today
stretching into the cloudless abyss
find me in my own psyche
simultaneously paralyzed and fueled
by the consternation of it all
goodnight, rainbow
see you on the other side
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