Simon says,
“Hey - I’m not listening to you
Keep talking all you want, but you know
These are new episodes
You aren’t the focus,” and
I can accept that, but
I ask him questions
Whenever it’s slow
And expect a response
But of course not when
All the important plot’s
Spilling out
I try to read the room
Best as I can
But I’m curious and
Me engaging my friend
As we process the
New information and
Guess at what’s next
For our heroes; that’s fine
No complaints for on-task
Integration of thoughts
Simon says
He’s not listening to me
Go on about actors he’d
Recognize better if he
Could connect them to his
Favorite movies
And shows and
It shows when
The credits start rolling
“Oh ****
That’s the guy from
That Other Thing,”
Just like I told him
The moment
I noticed the guy and announced,
“He’s the guy from
That Other Thing,”
Maybe two hours ago
But he said
From the start
“I’m not listening,”
I should shut up
I guess
“Finally,”
Simon says
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 5:22 AM UTC
the light was on too long next door
but I’m not one to pry
so while I noticed it was on
each time I stepped outside to smoke
I mostly looked down at my phone
and wrote a nosey neighbor poem
at 7:36 AM the light was off
I don’t know for how long
I wasn’t watching
not a stalker
I’m just taking note
when neighbors who don’t keep my hours
keep their lights on
it’s alarming or intriguing
not enough for them to need me
Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 7:24 AM UTC
you’re
in the passenger
seat
as we make the five
hour drive up
to the
corporate retreat
burn through
every throw-
back banger
**** on our
coworkers
**** the boss
at the lodge
time to kiss some ***
come on
itinerary says
meet
after breakfast for a
team
building exercise in
conference
room D
get a
lecture on faith
in your fellow man
pick partners
you’re with me
meant to be
I can prove it
we can do a trust fall baby
fall back in these arms and see
who’s gonna catch you? it’s me
the only one that you can trust
two lines of two
on both sides
of the room
slip their blind-
folds onto
their partners
as directed by
human resources
arms out
to support you
it’s time to fall
sweaty palms
poised to execute
the perfect trust fall baby
fall back in these arms and see
who’s gonna catch you? it’s me
the only one that you can trust
But can I trust you’ll catch me
Now I’m falling
You’re the best thing I’ve bet on
In so long
No directional awareness
No control
No doubt
You’ve got me
Like I’ve got you
Now that’s a ******* trust fall baby
Fall back in each other’s arms
Who’s gonna catch us? Seems we
Both have someone we can trust
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 4:26 AM UTC
I opened the door to
an angel's bombastic announcement
as he pedaled past me inhaling the first hit
of what should have been
the last spliff of the night
he was blasting ethereal EDM, really
there's no better signal than that
to know he's the divine herald
acting as town crier - but
he was moving too fast and
I missed more than half of the
message his god had him peddling
I smoked a couple more times
hoping he'd come again
but it's no surprise - he didn't
Dec 12, 2025
Dec 12, 2025 at 10:18 AM UTC
while smoking out front
I flicked off a loose bit of a
charred paper remnant
that floated about me as
I hit the spliff again
smoke swirled around
the loose petal-like paper bit
blackened by fire
caught up in the fog of
the morning and
my wispy exhale
it danced around me before
landing someplace
I lost sight of it but
I assume it’s at home with
the cigarette butts and
the hundreds of
index card krutches
sunk into the mulch
to the right of my porch
by the sad bush
Nov 26, 2025
Nov 26, 2025 at 5:26 AM UTC
spider’s out
stringing up webs to the west
again up in the corner
across from the porch light
it’s probably not the same
spider that moved in before
but I don’t get the choice
I’d expect the diagonal corner
the one to the south of
the porch light to get
better traffic with all of the
insects drawn in by
the beacon meant for the
delivery drivers bringing
my roommate or me
something to eat
that would have to bring
something to eat to any
spider instinctively located
up in the southeast
corner of the porch
the light brings a feast
when it comes, but
it only comes once
or twice
on a good night
so I don’t know
maybe the spiders
know better
off in the dark corner
they all seem to choose
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 9:53 AM UTC
I’ve got a freckle on my top lip
You probably wouldn’t notice if
You weren’t up close
I’ve got a chip in my tooth
Now you know I bite my nails
I’ve got a weird way
Of moving my lower jaw
Back and forth when I talk
Now I bet that’s all that you can see
Now you can’t unsee anything about me
You can’t unsee anything about me
Now you can’t unsee anything about me
I’ve got elbow patches
Where no hair grows
But such hairy arms
And tattoos no one else
Seems to recognize
You’ve been
Looking at me from angles
I can’t see myself
I’m new to myself
In your eyes
Tell me, who am I?
To you. To you. To you. To you.
Now you can’t unsee anything about me
You can’t unsee anything about me
Maybe I should just let you
Figure some things out for yourself
But it took so long
To get my own **** straight
It couldn’t hurt for me to help
You accept me
You can't unsee anything about me
And look past these
You can't unsee anything about me
Things you can’t unsee
You can't unsee
Anything about me
Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 7:23 AM UTC
Hugging close, finally
Someone who’s hugging me back
With my thumb to her shoulder blade
Touching on bra straps while
She’s got her face in my chest
Both of us fully dressed, to be clear
“You’re my favorite,” she says
She prefers me to four other men
At least four with the
Three in the room and
The boyfriend she just got to
Make it official
It’s me
I’m her favorite
Maybe she prefers me to the rest of
The men that she’s met
That’d be swell and well um
Y’know, neat and stuff
She might even prefer me to strangers
Not saying that we’re well-acquainted
But we exchanged numbers so
I know her name at least
I think it’s really her name
Jul 26, 2025
Jul 26, 2025 at 10:29 AM UTC
I’ve been told I’m too self-absorbed
But I can’t seem to absorb anyone else
We attempted your incorporation into my being
But I can’t seem to absorb anyone else
I’ve been walking down this road with you
For a while and we’ve been talking ‘bout what we could go do
I don’t want to be pretentious
Or an arrogant tool
I just want to take you home
And make myself useful
I won’t be subdued
Unless that makes me cool with you
You’re my favorite person to talk to
But you saved my contact as some dude
I’ve been told I’m too self-absorbed
But I can’t seem to absorb anyone else
As elated as I am to say I’ve made your acquaintance
No, I can’t seem to absorb anyone else
You’ve got me running around
With your name in my mouth
And the taste of your *****
On my tongue
I wouldn’t call it romantic
Hell it’s barely even tantric
(You know) I only call you, “baby”
‘Cause you’re too young for me
I won’t be subdued
Unless that makes me cool with you
You’re my favorite person to talk to
But you saved my contact as some dude
Jun 13, 2025
Jun 13, 2025 at 3:10 AM UTC
These are the shorts that I wear
When I wear shorts
I don’t really have other options
I swear, I wear either the one pair or
I wear the nearly identical shorts with the paint
I’ve got paint on about half my shorts
But I only have two pairs of shorts so
They’ve all been half-paint-splattered
If I can keep one pristine moving forward
For, like, well, forever, or at least until
I buy replacement shorts
I could bury the shame
With a bundle of unmutilated athletic shorts
I’ll never wear to a gym
They’re more actively loungewear but
Amazon gave them the name
I’m an athlete, you betcha
Just look at my shorts
Apr 14, 2025
Apr 14, 2025 at 9:33 AM UTC