letters

when my head hurts i don't need a doctor to tell me why;

i know it's because there's nowhere to put it. where it's put

dissolves, and then there is my head, scorching, freezing,

dripping against a simple insistence on temporary limits.

today was just so. i felt such revulsion looking at my fries,

each one exposed so much like myself, but even needier,

trusting me, my head, belly, for shelter. There's no shelter

here, friends