August 22, 2026

can’t sit like a normal human
even though that would probably cause me
less pain
[but nothing is zero pain,
so
i might as well sit like a
curmugeon-y ghost gremlin
while i can
just to make sure my body doesn’t
disintegrate due to
boredom]

September 24, 2022

it’s been a while
since we’ve turned on
the space heater
designed to
emulate a place with fire
and though i know
sitting right in front
will slightly singe my skin
and the way i sit
will hurt my back
and the floor really isn’t the best
place to be to write these poems
but damn
if it’s going to get cold
outside
the least i can do
is give myself
the little pleasures
that make it all
slightly
bearable