shower
in the shower
i massaged my scalp.
there was dandruff.
'because i am an ever-evolving creature
continuously taking in information
and processing new emotions
of despair, elation, foreboding, and contemplation
i will never accurately and completely
be loved
by anyone
ever.'
i scratched some more
Labels: poems
3 Comments:
Your rationale of love is really quite perfect.
i haven't read this in a bit. i love the post that's long and is about fireworks and your back yard and being God in your belly. I pictured libby the whole time. and i pictured that old broken car and the barn and it made me want to camp in the barn again!
your poem made me feel very bad for ten seconds and then very good for the rest of my existence
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