back to basics

Just a poem. First draft. Written forever ago. I wrote one today for my yiayia (grandma, in Greek) who died yesterday. I'm not quite ready for that one, so, enjoy.

You snort roofies through a paper cup

Hoping to drown yourself and let the

Numb rape your existential memories

Into dumb creatures staring at you like sheep.

Let the cavernous hole in your brainheart

Be filled by the smoke of the bubbler

Crowd surfing over your larynx and

Into your lungs. Let it make you forget that

There is hunger in the world and in

The pit of your stomach.

Shoot powder mixed with liquid life

Into your aorta and watch it bring

Color back into your cheeks and

Wonder at the thumpcraziness

Of your crazy beating heart.

Bake dreams into chocolate chunk cookies

And let the newness register in your

Stomach lining until you become

Happydrunk with the concept that

You can escape from the reality

That you have so carefully tried to

Avoid by using excuses not to face your

Biggest mistakes.

<3

PS. I'm blogging more. Aren't you happy?