in my mitochondria

i live with you 

you crossed into my mitochondria

when i was a kid 

and we are inextricably bound

at the cellular level

facing life together

depression

you cannot have me you

cannot control me you

cannot silence me

i live for those dashed upon 

your rocky cape 

whose spirits can be heard

in one hundred knot winds

whispering oh! if i had but one more day

what i would do!  

the sun has risen

the day given

you cannot have my motivation

my inspiration my 

determination

to live and fight

and love

#katyamills

5.22

the news of the world became more and more a venom

administered into the vein by the cell phone 

#katyamills

yosemite inn

the parking lot a river and we crossed it

you took our order while gazing lovingly @ your cell phone

we were dripping wet and starving

garlic pepperoni cheese and tomato

you forgot the green peppers 

#katyamills

plumas. 5am

among the pines

high above a clearing

ex the cell phone

ex the net. ex

communications

we turn the tin pan

blue on a burner

blue the water 

boil we

to the birdsongs

listen

french press and dress 

the dawn. just like those

who came before

#katyamills

rotary phone

like some sweet casino game

they drilled holes in a disk

attached to your face

buxom and heavy

enough i could defend my life

by you. crack some bastard

in the skull. curled

umbilical cord wrapped around

the body. receiver gripped cold

dial zero for an operator

will talk you down

until help arrives

#katyamills

lost to devices

cell phone city. 2019

eyes glossy and
zoned

smile like an upside
down sunset

we could not reach you
were lost to
devices

one cell

one cell says 
to another

walk your human
over here

please

i can use a charge

the lucky ones have no phones

the lucky ones

our technology was killing us a little bit each day, and the lucky ones had no phones. i saw a lone wolf pay phone in the city outside a restaurant by a busy intersection. remember how we used to get on then off these phones? you dropped a quarter in and set the world aside for a few minutes. when you hung the receiver up there was a chime, the change fell and you could scoop it out with one finger into your palm. look up and the world was right there for you, confrontation, and you wanted to face everything. you were in it! we didn’t know any different back then. we were the lucky ones. i wanna be lucky like that again. i’m gonna keep this crap phone and this crap service as long as i possibly can, until i’m so sick of it i won’t ever pick it up unless you need me.

making love. to a cell

everybodys in another galaxy

these days

touchtone crazy

going mobile

making love to their

cells

Oddity #2

A coil of snake
A timing belt
A wristwatch laptop
A retrograde mercury
An antidote suspension
A spinning rim
A whirling dervish
A soy latté
A golden parachute
A pandemic
A pantheist
A bad hair day
An oil slick
An egg