Color theorySpent my last dollars on falafel
and hair dye
and woke up one sunny Sunday
a different person
My eyes still opened
my skin didnt sublimate
to strut scales
and my thoughts roamed the same
incongruous gray landscape
I just counted dots on the ceiling
with a new hue and l o o s e n e d
The ladybug navigated out
of an asparagus labyrinth
and to my scalp
and aided the pigment revolution
Same sized pupils heard the cs and gs
without lamenting simplicity
70-degree hibernating trees were all
visions, dancing dandelions befriending
the hovering spot and realizing
roses can be sane
Which is good
because permanent means
I cant go back
Blame potatoI sucked a spider
into a shop vac last week.
It wasnt intentionally malicious,
accidentally so, I tell myself.
He popped out of his crevice to inquire about the noise.
I had little time to decide
if I wanted to assault him
like that, with no provocation.
I imagined him swirling
in little spirals down the black tube
into an alien universe that smelled of mildew
and being pulled into the belly of the red beast,
the inescapable black hole of his existence,
which I think must have a constant twister
of debris, subjugating bits of dust and hapless spiders
to its unknowable will.
I pondered this detachedly, but he
me for sucking him up or
himself for jumping in my path or
fate for guiding the vacuum to his web.
As I moved to the next room
with other dirty windowsills and insects
unidentified, I couldnt wash
a crawling feeling from my hands.
DestinationsI'm just like that old woman
Her gray hair thrashing her face in the storm
Of a silky black, sadistic night
As she walks along the stark, dotted yellow line
Of the frozen two-lane highway
Exposed in a thin hospital gown
Looking for herself anywhere but where she has been
When I curl my cold fingers around the wheel
To navigate my way 'home'
Past a blur of blinking, indecisive stoplights
Alone save Simon & Garfunkel
Suggesting that they will ease my mind if I allow
Too preoccupied with the journey to wonder where
Looking for myself anywhere but where I am-
We're both tired of traveling aimlessly
And it's getting late