LONG AGO,
I S P R A W L E D.
I WAS THE OCEAN FLOOR
I WAS AN ASTRONAUT, A COSMONAUT
Still impressive,
I am now
Harry Houdini
in the worlds'
smallest box
Less impressive,
I am covered in my own ****
which is soaking into the cracks between the linoleum tiles
in the ****** kitchen
of the ****** apartment
i live in
with my ****** ex boyfriend
(But he is not home)
Serenity, alone
It's rare
To feel love
From inside
Serenity, together
It's hard
To have help
from outside
An hour and a phone call later
A friend hoists you up and carries you
Mopping your floor
wiping your genitals
Tenderly, platonically
The way we hoped had already happened for the last time
A moment between you as a baby and you as a parent
Before you gained a real memory
But that moment is happening right now
But, somehow, your whole childhood is ahead of you still
Dec 3, 2020
Dec 3, 2020 at 4:57 PM UTC
LONG AGO,
I S P R A W L E D.
I WAS THE OCEAN FLOOR
I WAS AN ASTRONAUT, A COSMONAUT
Still impressive,
I am now
Harry Houdini
in the worlds'
smallest box
Less impressive,
I am covered in my own ****
which is soaking into the cracks between the linoleum tiles
in the ****** kitchen
of the ****** apartment
i live in
with my ****** ex boyfriend
(But he is not home)
Serenity, alone
It's rare
To feel love
From inside
Serenity, together
It's hard
To have help
from outside
An hour and a phone call later
A friend hoists you up and carries you
Mopping your floor
wiping your genitals
Tenderly, platonically
The way we hoped had already happened for the last time
A moment between you as a baby and you as a parent
Before you gained a real memory
But that moment is happening right now
But, somehow, your whole childhood is ahead of you still
Originally performed and published in Syzygy (2020)
