I�m not insane. I�m relaxed.

 

I’m not insane. I’m relaxed.

 

 

 

from the couch

I see it all sideways

as if the universe had intended

to be seen from this vantage.

your exorcised demons

are knocking at my window.

I tell them I only accept

résumésin the morning.

as I wonder why

there are commercials

for tampons, bandages,

condiments and condoms

all of the day’s profound

statements are leaked onto

the floor, and stagnate like

old soup. I skim the white

noise from the top and chew it

as a bubblegum opiate.

because, from this unique

sideways perspective,

that kind of absurd litter

is impregnable logic.

Author's Note

:)
smile if you're still breathing.

Reviews

[Stephanie]

I like your voice and the imagery.