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WHEN THEY GOT REMARRIED

WHEN THEY GOT REMARRIED

the kid i work with every morning is sleeping.
in my dream, i skipped my early shift
at the school/restaurant without calling in,
then went to eat there in the middle of the day.
nobody was mad. nobody minded.
i am getting close to the part
in the movie about me where
there is one last chance
for a quiet life of intimate love to
divert me away from, i don’t know,
the combustion of my personhood
via ideological action.
things take longer than you expect.
to account for the part where you learn why.
i know i want SAVORY PIES, but little else.
i thought to myself,  
“i like this bjork song.
goddamn right, human behavior”.
but then nick cave started saying
“red right hand”.
THIS isn’t what it is.
distinctions slip away
to the 30 foot ceiling.
i’ve been cooking for two
all this time
because it’s so nice to have
leftovers for lunch.