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difficult to be a chair and be likeable She can’t feel her arms How does she How does she read a book Read a book

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The house we went to was not ours but we stayed because it was sturdy and nobody else was there

Most of the furniture looked fine though there were still pieces inexplicable to me and I liked to take pictures of myself naked

We waited for raccoons to reveal themselves in the cypress proving that everyone has a home like this and knows about furniture Art, how to decorate, and History

From there we went through each day as if Thursday and eventually stopped at a new place like I said before but hoping it would be better

All the houses look the same I forget how to read I used to say I miss you and now I’m sorry I was so mean and that you’re displeased with my green curtains

I didn’t want this to happen for this one reason which is the chair told me she whispered to a stranger don’t turn around I’m naked so of course he did and they fell in love

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Is anybody house? Is anybody roof? Is anybody window? Is anybody wall? Is anybody desk? Is anybody chair? Is anybody bed? Is anybody lamp? Is anybody clock?

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And now you are leaving! This place looks like an Apple Store! Marry me! I scratched and sniffed myself bare! Sit down I decorated! Over and over! Watch me be filthy in a glass-walled house! I might have come! So I didn’t hear what you said! My house is full of strangers! But it’s so easy not to feel! Trying to find an outlet! I had two thoughts like two eggs! I want to be perfect for you! October took so long to get here!

 

 

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Cool cherry do you think about me? When I bite my tongue it’s cherry Crude childhood games Fall and found us all Spring I blame her The wife That’s where we came from and Our father’s age Was entering heaven Washing hands incessantly Looking at you and there are openings There are Cherry Keep quiet My voice I see now On the other side is garbled crow Crows feet laugh lines power lines crow And the cat who licked my lips Your assumptions are interesting to me I’m trying to come Close my eyes and Imagine you alone in a foreign place I want to be overwhelmed Lose for a moment Nobody on the streets I like The fantasy not the product The time of day the light And we’ll live in a big apartment A house it snows Photos overlap become Cherry It’s not that early it’s Not that early to catch a train the ocean slams Against my window this makes me nervous There is space to hide everything Works out I hope If I’m never with I’ll never Be without you And all the fish rush up to Nibble on my white ankles