Starting. Early. Need
Coffee. My darkest most
Lovely life raft. Don’t want buttons
Pushed anymore, I’ve reasoned
That. My collection–
I’m workin on it…
What I always say. Not
Myself– I, the tray. Covered.
Tied uncomfortably. My son,
Asleep. Envying his visions. No
Contamination. Counting abnormally,
Blame attitude. The stress.. Artist life.
Day, nights– blended together.
Can’t the penner catch some break shape?