Hope is the killer that perches in the soul and slowly hacks away at the heart and never stops at all. I met her while working for the university newspaper. She was an aspiring journalist, and I was ... [+]
i’m peeling
potatoes to peel potatoes.
thumbing-out their eyes; i’m thumbing-out
eyes to thumb-out eyes.
under lukewarm water,
peeling potatoes; i’m peeling
their skin into shivers.
thumbing-out their eyes; i’m thumbing-out
eyes into the disposal —
under lukewarm water.
let your dull blade guide
their skin into shivers.
nudging eyes; i’m nudging
eyes into the disposal.
writing poems; i’m writing
let your dull blade guide
your mind through the potatoes.
nudging eyes; i’m nudging
eyes into their orbits, or the disposal.
writing poems; i’m writing
poems to write poems
potatoes to peel potatoes
peeling
poems
writing
potatoes
potatoes to peel potatoes.
thumbing-out their eyes; i’m thumbing-out
eyes to thumb-out eyes.
under lukewarm water,
peeling potatoes; i’m peeling
their skin into shivers.
thumbing-out their eyes; i’m thumbing-out
eyes into the disposal —
under lukewarm water.
let your dull blade guide
their skin into shivers.
nudging eyes; i’m nudging
eyes into the disposal.
writing poems; i’m writing
let your dull blade guide
your mind through the potatoes.
nudging eyes; i’m nudging
eyes into their orbits, or the disposal.
writing poems; i’m writing
poems to write poems
potatoes to peel potatoes
peeling
poems
writing
potatoes
