December 18, 2024

just a quick little morning poetry today
gotta do it
gotta do it
if only to wake myself up
to be in the moment
and help for tomorrow
and tomorrow’s tomorrow
to get in the habit
again
of writing
and writing
and writing
my thoughts out
each morning
each moment
digested through
poetry

December 17, 2024

i’m way off to the side
looking in
checking up
half affected by the violence
but only by third and fourth degrees

my close friend’s
daughter’s
friend’s
friend
is in critical condition

my former roommate
went there
decades
ago

i know folks in madison
working directly in schools
part time

they feel the effects
they’ll know the fear
[they’ve already been feeling it
but now it feels more real]

and i’m still over here
way outside the group
fearing for folks
instead of dealing directly
or helping directly
i’m just talking directly
and noticing patterns
and sending my best energy
and wondering how i can be so affected
every time
but it does feel worse
when it’s closer to home,
even a home you no longer go home to
it was
the people still are
and i sat on facebook for the first time in years
just hoping to hear from my people
feeling selfish
and afraid
and still somewhat untouchable
because i’m somehow always
degrees away
from tragedy
myself

and what does it all mean

[i think it means
there’s been a reckoning
and will continue to be
until we are all
closer than
next door to
the gunshots]

December 16, 2024

an impulse to search zillow
for houses in
la

an impulse to change my whole wardrobe
and start the whole journey
today

an impulse to create a new craft
try a new recipe
just do something that is
100% new to me

but i know
me
and i know
the event
more likely —

a start
with no middle
and definitely no finishing up

the curse and constant battle
of the adhd brain
on life

December 15, 2024

no
no
it’s not
2025
just yet

don’t write it

don’t fret
don’t worry
quite yet

[how did i know, though?
how did i know?]

[was it just the association
with ‘project 2025’?
or did i have a view
into that future
year
and know
it would be a shit show
even before it
began?]

December 14, 2024

perched
like a gremlin
atop the specialty cushion that is
supposed to
help my back/glute issues,
but only if i sit on it
like a normal human

no wonder i never fully
rid myself of my aches
and pains

December 13, 2024

WOOF
BOOF
says the puppy,
protecting us from the
unfamiliar sounds of
car doors
and trucks revving
outside

what a brave puppy!
but what she does
doesn’t actually protect us

[i hope she thinks it does
tho]

December 12, 2024

hear me out

hear
me
out

[i don’t know if it reads — the first line being
one to a general audience
where i don’t even know what i’m going to say
or, perhaps, why i’m going to say it,
but the second stanza
is me
to me
desperately pleading
though i still don’t know
what subject matter
i just want myself
to hear what i have to say
i need myself
to hear what
i have
to say]

December 11, 2024

at least there’s coffee

with the perfectionism
that stops my creative endeavors
at the beginnings of their journeys

at least there’s coffee

with my obsessive scrolling
and inability to
stop myself

at least there’s coffee

with the depression hounding me
day in and day out
and day out and day in

at least there’s coffee

when the world is dying
and humanity is giving me very little hope
that we’re anything but terror
on the earth’s surface

at least there’s coffee

at least there’s coffee

December 10, 2024

i’d love to say my feelings on
any given subject
are solid

but in reality
i’m more likely to be
ambivalent
or divided
or even
strongly one way, but
completely able to conceptualize the other

when faced with a fork in the road
i’d love to say i’d walk down one
a little ways, and then the other
just to see
just to see
but i know me, and i’d probably be
stuck
at the point of divergence
trying to see down each path
before committing
even to curiosity

and i think this might be
the fatal flaw
of me