Poetry

Four Poems

I borrow my womb from
myself to be a nest for your thoughts. I want to exist as someone’s
metaphor.

‘Gotz’ & ‘Gamification’

Remember to feed it pills daily,
star any chart on an app. Pee on sticks
first thing each day. Aim carefully.
Wait a fixed amount of time.

Erasure

I have never heard of the Commander
before his repeated threats of violence against me.

“I am ParkourDude91.”
“If you think I’m the type of person to let anything go, you don’t know me.”

NV, 1979

when we would play Space Invaders,
we would pretend we were killing hegemony

Play Again

Play again until the pieces fill
every hungry threshold