things

the actual pounding
sinus, worker on the roof, bang
concrete and vibration.

monday complete with stained
cellos and lack of translations.

it's a holiday. the old haunts
merge out of the woodwork. sure there's
cards but there's also ignorance.
you're good at that. the talk in the mirror
still didn't convince you. get a clue.
have another one, the smoke convinces you
your lungs are full. have another one
the touch convinces you
you are a fool.