Nothing’s regular

Or even abnormal

Does it have to take a while

I have no idea why he was talking

I have a good sense of night now

Though i hope you’re doing well

I have a little longer to sleep i bet

Planning on a meeting with you

Hi

Nothings regular

…im not even abnormal

But about my abnormalities

I loved you while I was asleep...

Across the clearing

towards my others

facing awakening, challenge and adversity

my heritage before me

and my future

i speak in front of those

who had not heard me in decades

the tears were warm this time....

....awakening...

next time they would be cold

lain next to our forefather

she would prosper within me

and i glanced at the man

who had betrayed me

as he swiped a hand across her glistenin...

He felt absolved by his reproduction

a mirrored funhouse

but just the doorman

plastered and tethered to each window

scrapings of her writing, ideas and

fleshy pieces of her disposition

clung to each worn mirror

although they hand me downs

they stood proudly

in their keepers maze

resolved by their given personas

their smiley name tags

and spitting image replications

if not for goading

they...

Cold air, deep breath; taking in the morning light and that it was morning at all. He stretched his arms over his head and his face pulled outward at every muscle, lips parting as largely as possible into a smile he had not requested. An attempted sigh became a choking sound. Although, the corners of his eyes pulled downwards in protest, they were fixated upon the cloudy day outside of the window ...

If watching cartoons has taught me anything,

its

how to dilute the static between the walls

its

relearning posturing its hate its joy its electrical prose

....and it was

prolifically generous....