Sex

a red plastic bowl
of oatmeal

counting minutes in the
post office line.

a loose thread
on my sweatshirt
I should stop pulling at.

the beige waiting
room, sniffling children,
magazines.

scrubbing dishes
cemented in the kitchen
sink.

my car
trapped in the que
dragging along
the painted tarmac.

folding the fresh
load of laundry.

memorizing
geography
for next week’s test. 

the itch of an
old wool blanket. 

an empty
crystal vase
on the coffee table.

sweeping pine needles off
the driveway. 

watching rain water
evaporate
off the grass.

room temperature water
in a blue glass.

A Bloody Mess

A Bloody Mess

Normal

Normal