A life constructed
for entertainment.
Somehow, this
has just been
revealed.
Meanwhile,
the crickets.
Meanwhile,
the half eaten fruit
on the desk.
Meanwhile
that mad magic
of texting.
From this place
I do something brand new
in the bath.
Don’t know why,
body moves,
face below,
bubbles blow.
Surprises arise,
just like this.
I make something new
in the pot on the stove.
Don’t know how,
body moves,
seaweed sways,
bubbles boil.
Fresh ginger adds kick,
just like this.
Now I look in the mirror
for a place to call home
and her body
sways softly,
like whoa,
like a picture,
like awareness
with nowhere to go.