by Chris Bell
I am terrified
of water that I can not
see the bottom of.
* * *
I cannot even
remember what a carrot
looks like anymore.
* * *
I’m just in a weird
place, you know? I had a late
lunch and it’s like, nine.
* * *
If all else fails, then
do laundry. It just feels like
the right thing to do.
* * *
I tucked my shirt in,
everybody noticed
and it made me sad.
* * *
Mice, you best lay plans.
For men, they plan to lay traps
and poison that kills.
* * *
The light at the end
of the tunnel warms a dead
canary on stage.
* * *
Just when you thought you’d
gotten the best of the top
of the ice cream cone
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