Monday, July 1, 2024


I think I 
get it now: these bodies
aren't temples—

they are small
locked rooms, which 

we're doomed 
to get to know 
too well

after pacing them
in circles 
for forty years or more. 

Before long, we know
the placement 
to the millimeter
and relish 
the smell 

of every stained 
stick and nicked-
up corner of their furniture.

And soon, 
we become so at-one 
with all the clutter 

that we don't think 
to to clean 

or run a quick 
underneath it anymore,

even though we 
can't function without it, 

we don't even know 
it's there.