Poem: Saturday Morning
Asparagus piss. I miss sleeping in, but wonder, also, if I ever did it.
Saturday morning, yawning lightly, drinking quickly
listening to John Maus channel Kraftwerk and John Carpenter, among others
(but also not really listening if you know what I mean).
Reading bits and pieces of everything and nothing -
Brooke Gladstone is the best.
The house is a mess,
but …
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