between yesterday
and today I wrote
thirty-seven poems
because I didn't know
how to feel
everything.

danny told me
danny told me
hold my hand
whenever
you need to
but my hands
pulsed from sweat
and his hand
kept slipping into
and out of me.

i wrote thirty-seven
poems simply so
my mind could have a
moment to dispose of
everything so that
it could have
room for more
than everything.

I haven't felt so
drained in my life.
I haven't felt so
numb in my life.