wrote
but didn’t post
how unlike me—
—how like me
(though who can say but me)
short poem day
October 3, 2022
oh yeah!
i wrote
last night
creatively
script-ily
a whole scene
i can do it
i can write
(other than poetry)
but i sure can
still write
a whole bunch
of
poems
~~~
there are things
to do
today
and i’m actually
excited
to do them?
~~~
sad
puppy dog eyes
gazing up at me
as if i could protect her
from everything
i will try, Computer,
i will try
September 21, 2022
is there any use
in continuing
little habits
on a day
when it feels like
everything is out of control
(but somehow you made it this way?)
~~~
big feels
little poems
tiny words
you got it
~~~
the leaves
are changing
on the tree outside–
each green
bordered with a red
literally
glowing
in the morning sun
waving to me
in a gentle breeze
and letting me know
this autumn
will be
safe
~~~
breaking up big topics
into bite-sized pieces
the poetry way
~~~
the problem
(one of them)
with having such a vast array
of works
is that i don’t know
which one
two
or three
to send in
to potentially be
published
(especially these little bois—
where
and how
do they
belong?)
~~~
self
publishing?
(it is an option)
September 19, 2022
sleeping better
with only one dog
but damn do i miss
all those cuddles
~~~
let’s
get back
into the habit
we’ve established
all these days
k?
~~~
is it nerves
is it too much food
(is it too little?)
(or is there something
actually wrong
wth me?)
the questions
of a saga
of a never-ending
stomach ache
September 9, 2022
it’s funny how
both in real life
and on screen gaming
all my plants are
over-watered
(though
to be fair
if we had a more
humidity-full house,
i wouldn’t feel the need
because the moisture
would be
in the air)
(i have no explanation
for the video
game
plants)
September 7, 2022
i’d just like to write
the short poems
with the huge payoffs
a la Rupi Kaur
September 3, 2022
the heart wants
what the heart wants
but the brain and body can be
so
suspicious
lazy
resistant
ennui-ed
[a poem about why i’ve wanted to sew
for literal months
but haven’t done a stitch]
August 31, 2022
sleepy puppies
and writing spouses
sneaky cats
and work on houses
long-ass days
and even longer nights
when there is no internet to help
with career or comfort plights
a twenty-first century struggle bus
~~~
how is it that
when i skip one day of writing
i feel like i’ve lost
every fibre of creativity
and every ounce of self-discipline
and every last little thing i learned
over the past near year and a half?
~~~
one more poem
one more rhyme
simply to get myself
better in my mind
to see the time
and time again roll
to see myself
as i always wanted to be
and to finally see me
as i was meant to be
futuristically
and fully
August 18, 2022
they say the cello is the instrument
most like the human voice
but
whenever i listen to violins
play long, extended phrases
i always catch myself
holding my breath
as if i could sing the line
too
~~~
how is our puppy
so damn cute
and precious
and calm
when she’s sleepy
and so adorably hassle-y
and damn destructive
when she’s hyper-awake?
~~~
short poems
small amounts
because today
my belly says
‘no’
August 9, 2022
writing about nothing
is better than
writing
nothing
