kip is home!
kip is back!
literally
everyone
in this house
[including kip]
is so happy they are home!
the puppy snoofed and kissed and croodled
the cat hasn’t left the couch by kip’s side
for more than a few minutes
and i have been in a far more
relaxed state
feeling more like myself
with my kip by my side
[and kip feels the same
with me by theirs]
it’s so strange and beautiful to have found
this wonderful little family
knock
knock
knock
says construction?
someone outside?
a random sound?
both myself and the puppy are surprised
and guarded
guarding the house and all its insides
from the potential
knock
knock
knock
of a hammer
or strong strong fist
or even an unknown piece of equipment
it left
it stopped
as quickly as it started
and the echoing
knock
knock
knock
plays in my ears
once the ringing of the puppy’s barks
disappears
i wonder
what
in the world
that
knock
knock
knock
actually was…
the kip
is gone
[to france
to maybe find
a better future
for both of us]
and while the kip is gone
the other kip…pines
and misses
and sleeps less
but gets more chores done
and the one, single, solitary thing
that i can fully enjoy
only
when the kip is away
is brewing cotton candy coffee
and letting that smell
permeate
the whole household
[but they’ve been relatively ok with it lately
even when they’re here, so now i’m just
sitting around
missing them
until they
come
home]
actually got some words
down
down
down
and maybe
just maybe
i can find something
to put
up
up
up
scrolling the feed
social media and doom
and feeling the gloom of
what a world what a world what a world
reading the newspaper
and seeing only sensation
the worst things are what sell
what a world what a world what a world
listening to the hot gossip
and feeling not so great about it
and maybe the subject matter and the talk give me
what a world what a world what a world
what a world
i cry
what a world
i try to fly away from it all
what a world
i mean
i’d like to die
but that could just be the suicidal ideation talking
or it could be this world
what a world
what a world
it could just be
this world
and here’s the thing
i know
i know
i know the world
can be pretty great sometimes
the people
their actions
there’s compassion everywhere
if you know what to look for
but sometimes we get caught up thinking
what a world
that we forget
what a world
to take a moment
what a world
and forget
what a world
about the world
what a world
and concentrate
what a world
on those
what a world
immediately
what a world
surrounding us
what a
huh
these folks/animals/vibes are pretty nice actually
what a
kind
cozy
comfy
tiny
world
sometimes
the memories
and traditions
and thoughts of events gone past
get to be too much
and you are at a [relatively] low-stakes performance
and you feel the desire
no the drive
no
the absolute
need
to go to denny’s
[or any late late late night diner]
and you try to be better behaved
than your sixteen-year-old self
but you still find yourself
singing
at the table…
[but at least there was no
truth-or-dare jenga
this time]
trying out a
[kind of]
new endeavor
could it become
a [kind of] new
obsession?
i am so tired
i am so
damn
tired
i don’t want to do anything today
except nap
[except i have so much
so much i gotta do
today]
guess i gotta drink coffee
drink water
get started
and hope i have time for a nap
later
later
later
our little plant
has a little pot
with a little octopus sticking out the top
and it wiggles and shakes when i tappity-type-type
i should name it…
to write
of rights
of all the rest of us
who disagree
with this
dumbass
dictatorial
authoritarian
administration
[that couldn’t get an actual majority of citizens’ votes
legally
if they wanted to]
but to write,
my rights
are being taken away
disappeared
along with actual human beings
citizens
and legal immigrants
and legality shouldn’t matter
when it comes to
humanity
i feel hopeless and helpless
and i know that’s on purpose
but maybe with all of us
we can overthrow this asshole
one
word
one
person
one
hope
at a time
kipventures 