kid (intoxicated)

the carpet fibers were springy
under the step you could fall

in them and sit there in
the middle of the

no one would make
a big deal you were
little enough everyone
had a smile

for you except maybe the
most checked out of them
thinking about divorce
wondering how much it
would cost

nobody knew you but you
were drunk some too
off vodka and cranberry and
you knew nobody knew

you nobody knew
or you knew them too
the laughter felt loud all
inside you

wouldn’t it be nice
if mom tucked you
in already? why not
stay up with the lights
and smiles smell of gin

you know
they know you don’t know
how it feels but you
do and the ice cubes sound

like wind chimes

nobody knew but you you
were. guessed you for happy go



i feel silly cuz i haven’t got a need

to be so serious all the while. i can
act like a child a few moments every
day. when i was a child i did not
have the luxury of being silly much
of the time. my parents were heavy
drinkers, god bless them, and not
always friendly with a hyperactive
kid. so i was taught how to mute
the playful spirit and shut up.

k nov’2017