i do not work at chick fil a

i went to see Why? last night

ha-ha

i learned how to tie a tie today

meditations

I.

i crossed a street
today, thinking "what
if i'm beautiful"

a red car went by &
someone yelled "grow some hair"

after an event like that
it's a comfort
to go home and exist
and read too many poems

II.

i can be honest
for two seconds
and feel like myself
for five

i wouldn't take you
in the way i wouldn't take mezcal
without the side effects

in your sickness i'm sure
there's something in the corners of intuition
these places i've learned finally
to sleep in

recovered

here are some things i have learned:

+ physical poems are prudent to the human experience;
+ romantic love requires an equal or greater amount of understanding than what one must give away;
+ in order to reduce anxiety, one must not attempt to live in the present, but rather acknowledge the certainty of impossibility when living in the future;

+ physical poem: a moment in an act of art in which the illocutionary impulse to express meaning in words is overwhelmed by the purity of an epiphany.

does any of this make sense / does anybody know what i mean

i think i would like a zelda fitzgerald or frank o'hara tattoo



poems forthcoming in doubleshiny