like a
stained glass window
in a gothic
cathedral
a box of
joe
before bed
looking in flat
files
concerning:
ejaculation,
modes of
transport,
bed sores,
agnosia
in the BBQ
suddenly i
need
a container
it’s so big
out here
MS. PROZAC
she is always curious
and
tonight i
will file my nails
tomorrow i
will be miss Prozac
suddenly it’s
so big and dirty
i shit
myself on the A train
tonight
on the
platform sofa
next to box
and window
my dog my
dog
my maid my
money
there is no
soap i do
no washing
there is bread so
i eat it
!!!!!!
