it's been a while
since my arms
felt that heavy

rowing
in a drawer to the
english channel

the moon
lights my way
like a dimmed sun

no one steals
my potting soil
and lives

so much
i want to tell him
but i can't

the persian trainee
is amongst the worst
we've ever had

in a less dark timeline
we are probably
laughing about his eulogy

the colorful
metal ball parade
is an eyecatcher

the sudden onset of
paying attention to their surroundings
makes them unpredictable

i still expect him
to come back
from his smoke break