who is a little little pup
who’s gonna eat her breakfast up
to become a big strong dog
it’s Computer; gonna eat it all!
Month: September 2025
September 9, 2025
i completely forgot
for a moment there
that some people drink
hot things
in the morning
and i got so confused
and concerned
seeing some sort of gas roiling
above kip’s mug
but it’s just steam
from their tea
how silly of me
how silly of me
September 8, 2025
do other people’s bones
just kinda pop
and shift
into place
when their bodies move,
like they’re catching up
with the muscles and tendons and fat and signals
from the brain — the bones are lazing their days away
but are [eventually] taken along for the ride?
is that my whole issue? that literally none of my body parts move as one
unit?
i’m just body parts
and systems
and cells and bacteria and all the tiny things
all wrapped up into one trench-coat of an external “body”
[maybe that’s why they/them feels so good on me]
September 7, 2025
sleepwalking
and daydreaming
and just kind of floating my way
through the haze around me
it’s the only way
i can see
to protect myself and everything close to me
September 6, 2025
this morning’s
morning pages
are going quite
stiltedly
but at least we
are kips
in a kip house
at a kip table
with kip pets
all around us
about to eat some
kip breakfast day
September 5, 2025
vibing
with music
but not with
writing
[the plight of the creative
with too many outlets]
September 4, 2025
pondering
teaching
directing
improvising
trying new things
[and not too new new things]
and still
maybe
sewing
and writing
and reading
and playing
and flying
and learning
and living
September 3, 2025
writing for aeons and aeons
just to find a concept i’d
never attempted
to understand
September 2, 2025
feeling disenchanted
with words
my drive to churn out
poetry
or prose
has been quelled by the concept of
more interpretative media
music?
painting?
cake decorating?
what will my next endeavor be?
[and will i still come back to poetry
every morning]
[i mean, i haven’t stopped in literal years,
so probably]
September 1, 2025
things i am looking forward to
as the season changes
from summer to fall:
not needing the a/c units blasting all the time
the smell of brewing pumpkin spice coffee wafting through the house
spooky music for morning pages
spooky things everywhere
the smell of fallen leaves being stepped on
the sound of fallen leaves being stepped on
the lessening of all these mosquitos
and feeling like the crisp wind has forced me
AWAKE
after months of lazy hazy summer days turned to nights turned to days
there is an ephemeral liminalness to autumn
that even though it harkens the coming of my most hated season
i still do love its passing by
kipventures 