the moon shines
you type furiously
trying to forget
forget what exactly?
you're not sure.
make up scenes
other-worldly in nature
you have deadlines
people to respond to
you want to curl up
watch netflix
maybe listen to music
and cry
but no tears fall.
you reminisce
wish you were on vacation
visit a canyon
see the southwest desert
no trees exist there.
you want to learn
korean, spanish,
history, baking,
literature,
how to tend for a cat,
lift weights,
get buff, get swole,
crush a melon betwixt
your mighty thighs
so many fleeting thoughts
where do they come from
where do they go
where do they come from
cotton eye joe?
it's too hot to light candles
you want a plant
a little succulent friend
a mighty frond pal.
the future worries you
lights go off and on
bats swirl round
go visit the mountains
they cool at night
unlike the bayou
time isn't real
until it is.
think of space
think of space stories
think of gays
think of gay stories
you don't celebrate
a month made for you
why not?
please tone your thoughts down
they're too big
too loud, never-ending
you don't have to discover
the meaning of life
before you die
just live happily
whatever manifestation
you need to accomplish that
just do it.
why do you write
in second person narrative?
are you avoiding
confronting yourself
your own thoughts,
beliefs, and fears?
please calm down
you're okay for now
~~~
for context, i wrote this back in early june (2020). quarantine was still hitting very hard.
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