I decide
when to call my mother-
and she hangs up mid-sentence.
when to kiss my rocks
when to fly a kite.

I decide
which flower in the garden to water-
which ones to spit on.
when to wear my purple socks
when to throw my left shoe.

I decide
when to jump rope
when to bomb my living room
when to milk a horse-
then circumcise it's colts-
and burn its stable.

I decide
When to go to church
and wait until they sound the bell-
then slip out the side door
and go rob a bank.

I am unruly!
I am my own storm.