My life is
a bunch
of half-done
abandoned things
like

Scrambling, I assure you,
from a distance
try get over those commas
will ya
I can't find the ****
to whatever this distance

is

and am ambivalent maybe
or not about what not
and
well
you

can this be crossed
is this my shell
clamming up
footing off

snick snick
something is
advancing
subterranean
stranger
I know

When you hear a new voice
and it comes from inside you
and you realize it was always

Poetry is laughably
serious
If it gets you

At what point
must we divide
Prospero?

It's when I was
inserted
involuntarily
into the
universe
that the
trouble
started

A mysterious woman
reached out to me
online yes online
and asked me
what are you looking for?
someone, I said, with a huge
and cleverlerly broke it in two
sense of humor
"please send me a picture of yours
this is non-negotiable"
she sent me a picture
and, well, I checked the box
anyway