too tired to write long-form
too distractible to even start
something short
i hope i get to nap today.
Month: July 2023
July 30, 2023
one more
[nap]
one more
[poem]
one more
[cat pat]
one more
[stretch]
one more
[snack]
one more
[chat]
one more
[quick break]
[before i work]
[on a sunday]
July 29, 2023
a jump scare
hits different
in the theatre
than on
the screen
July 28, 2023
gold painted roses
and bunches of baby’s breath
sparkle as they die
~~~
are haikus still a
Japanese art form when the
US does it wrong?
~~~
crow phone cases for
both the spouse and myself; match
and we become one
July 27, 2023
maybe
seeing people!
(could be a couple weeks away,
could be months and months,
but at least it’s coming
soon-ish)
(and thank goodness
because i miss them all so much)
July 26, 2023
help me see —
one and one and one make me
less likely to spend time outside
but more likely to desire that vitamin d/
sunlight hitting my pasty skin
i see only lobster burn
i see only carcinogen —
but knowing i could be out
knowing i could walk about
that is enough to balance out
my extreme depression
into something more equivalent
to simple summertime sadness
(but
what happens
when the weather turns
again?)
July 25, 2023
can i
will i
work without warmup
can i
must i
do the writing to do the work
can i
should i
be a lone ranger in my lifetime
can i
do i
do anything
i could
July 24, 2023
unawake
today of all days
of driving hours and hours
and caring for puppies
and doing adult things
and talking to fathers
and writing poetries
when my eye just wants to rest
away from screens or intensive lookings —
maybe tomorrow will be
less painful
in the iris
July 23, 2023
it is
unfortunate
that the lantern flies are so
dangerous
when they grow up
because
as tiny speckled hopping things
they’re kind of a little bit cutie
but i don’t need their
thousands and thousands of eggs
spurning
winged creatures
toxic to my native beings
bringing other toxic insects after it
protect
the natural
ecosystem
prevent
invasive
species
July 22, 2023
the nerves
of all this past week
seem to melt away like butter
the morning of the show
just because
i’m so tired
and achey
and sleepy
and in pain
that i don’t even have the capacity
to feel much
of anything else
…hooray?
kipventures 