LUNGS

Everything feels like butter 

Butter churning


soft warm 



like lungs 






Can you perfect 
perfection?

//

Like a collection 
of books —
a series 

//

Does time exist without you,

You, 

expendable, 

             expandable 

belly of breath?


You hold on tight to the wallet -
The dime
I tend the laundry 
To wring the towels
To wring out the water 
To wring the germs away 
Like a spinal twist
To meet over zoom 
To feel connection in a vacant room 

Churning like butter 

Like tucking the tailbone, like 
Feeling the feet on the
ground 

How plants always live like this —
How they breathe with ease and dance in the breeze 

How they soak up the sun 

churning 

vitamins &

minerals

Grinding them in their teeth 
drinking in water droplets 

not afraid to 

    

      open 

their mouths 

to 

stretch--------———————————————stretch--------—————————————stretch 

their skin 
to the sun

to face the mountain

to graze their neighbors hand… 

Who cares if my leaf touches your leaf!
Let’s beckon the sun together
Let’s breathe In deep
Let’s pursue our dreams 
In pursuit of them -
Of giving them a go!


What if my cactus spine fucks up your alibi?

What if it mangles 

into the

soft tissue 

of your stem, 

your plant heart,

your waterways



Your deep green. 

Would Olivia still sleep on the ottoman and shoot love into the air if I wasn’t there?Would her eyes still open and close like soft kisses, little lids, fighting to stay awake? 

To see me 
To feel me 
To be together 
For this 
grain of sand 
worth of time 

This small hiccup 

This moment now 
Of stillness 
Of oneness 
Of collide 
And unite again.

Cutting soft butter, how easy it is. 

can you feel it?



butter like fat on the hips 



the ribs 




tiny pieces between marrow. 


thick cut butter. 

my back pain feels like a  cough 

like congestion
like many tiny clogs 
like butter clogs
like phlegm
like scorpion sting

Can your back have     a  cough?

mine does. 




Can eating a chip cause a divorce?

it can, 
during Corona

it almost happened to me.
i almost divorced him. 

how could he eat that chip
after 
touching 
the grocery store 
shopping cart?

how?

how?

how?


back to backs made of smooth butter 
back to backs made of coughs and phlegm 

I dream of tsunami 

They say emotion 
Is represented by water in dreams
They say i am running away from my emotions, 
Turning my back on them 
and that’s the

scorpion in my spine

Like a motionless

ocean

               

   and the 


 ocean 

              

 needs 


   waves




how do emotions turn motionless?


[how ironic] 
it is 
to see your body
showing you 
your tendencies -

your hips don’t lie, ya know?

you know.
i know, you know, girl
guuurl 
goyal 
garl 
grrr 
GRR! 

Growling 
like Lion’s breath
like hungry
like letting go of disease. 


we tape reminders on our door now

wash everything; 
wash 
hands, 
shoes,
clothes, 
wash hair,
fingernails, 
underneath the toes, 
wash ear drum,  
breathe only through the 
nose.

gloves, mask, sanitizer---check, check, check (check again)

How many lists do you need to exit the building?
To enter the home?
What happens if you forget?
Do you have to do push-ups? 
Jumping jacks?

Will you get all of the blame? 

What happens 
if you get sick -
and then 
give it
to the 
person you love -
do they get to say,

I told you so...about the chip?

the mother fucking chip. 

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