Thinking about if there’s after-the-internet, next to a woman with a sign and no shoes, she’s grateful for anything / I need to keep fruit in my car, at a red arrow, tapping tragedy, so surrounded.
Thinking about where my smoothest brain lives / fast casual poison / paying 90 dollars for 15 minutes at the Naturpath / hinging a guy whose photo matched an escaped convict from the 1950s / look up.
Thinking about how this is what I’d be doing even if I wasn’t waiting for a text / eating a wrong / eyelids ballooning / seeking omniscience might be destroying me.
And,,,,,,,, I want to break little rocks on bigger rocks like when we were kids, tie grass with our tongues / contained / impossible / screened back to the present / turn your Wifi off to sleep.
Thinking about being anti-content / napping in gloves / you’re so lucky / when does the fountain turn on / slather up with steroids / you’re supposed to see.
allergic to omniscience perhaps