i'm having what i guess is ennui
sadness, breakfast
pasta at 9am
the hobbit
like gandalf finding it amusing
to entertwine bilbo's fate
with the dwarf's, someone
has put something in my life
that makes it more exciting
since the odds are quite so unreasonable
i am bad at the musical instrument
in my room
i started to feel better in the bathroom
my second shit of the day
reading that doctors could
easily cure more deaths by
practicing medicine we already know
works around the world
*
i wore a t-shirt and nike shorts
across the bridge
it was 47 degrees
my penis was cold
coming back
i had to hold it it
hurt i tried to run
faster than this guy
was shorter red hair
when i got back
i used apricot scrub
in the shower
and put shampoo
on my loofa by accident
used the loofa on my hair
the city is so loud
or am i becoming more
sensitive to the sounds
i want to speak the poetry
to myself when i'm
not home that's already
happening there are condoms
in my sock drawer they've
been there too long
and the belt i don't use
that often just to match
the brown shoes i never wear
i'm never reading the book
i want to read i'm reading
the one i need to finish
before i start the better book
about the romantic poet
shelley a real interesting
person who probably did
not spend this much time
on the periphery the motor
sounds open somehow
the mechanic didn't
close the motor it's spinning
i imagine not idle
i can hear it accelerate
you lack the determination
my body has good genes
you are more pretty and
delicate other things
about you are that you
get what you want
and it's not not important
what you've accomplished