Playing Double Dutch with Fatigue and Arousal
You
never thanked grandma Rita for the card
stand in your room naked eating tortilla chips
don’t let a mirror catch
in its line of sight or
fall into oblivion and sing Italian opera
chocolate cake for dinner again
a puree of thoughts you’ve forgotten
how to spell awake without mindless
insert one coin to resuscitate humanity
reach inside the brain pull out strands of spaghetti
throw them at the ceiling
roll your face over two canvases
one portrait for punching regret out of catharsis
the other hung on the wall
to warn home invaders you and death
cry each other to sleep
and don't take credit for the tally of
Suffering.