tuesday morning
wake me with flashing pixelated light
blast me with heat from a gasoline engine
drop a single sugar donut into my belly
float me on a river of coffee
black. let them play with words
if they wantÂ
#katyamills
tuesday morning
wake me with flashing pixelated light
blast me with heat from a gasoline engine
drop a single sugar donut into my belly
float me on a river of coffee
black. let them play with words
if they wantÂ
#katyamills
will i see a mega terf monster
barking up the twitter tree?
better get some bear spray just in case
or turn my iPhone into a strobe light
those who come without a phone
cannot take the throne
#katyamills
the year of the rabbit
a month of steady rain
got my ticket. unlimited
hopped the southbound
train
#katyamills
behind us the sun
setting the storm clouds threatening
the east
a full rainbow beams impossibly
across the sky
my thoughts
turn to the daughter
of the king
wishing they may be
reunited
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across from the Bellagio
we watched the street performers
and the fountains a script of dances
night mistaken for day
the Cirque De Soleil
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plotting
we pressed the paper map into the table
compelled to the north through the mountains
i gave in easy because i love you
south. through the desert
my imagination can fill in
any vast expanse of
nothing
#katyamills
Vegas was nothing like advertised
a stitch in the fabric and rather small
a star lost in space
the desert itself was bold
the canyons made the silence
loud
#katyamills
the fog made us
less visible and we liked it
in the distance
an organ was crashing
we lost our manners
a bedside voice whispering
will you want to stay
on the earth? tell us
though we are scared you will leave us
tell us please
so we know your true
wishes
#katyamills
unsolicited
with lust in her German eyes
she gave me the secret family recipe
for strudelÂ
at my feet the puppy
a golden shephard mix
on my head
your brother’s helmet
from Nam
i was suddenly afraid i
will be shot
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she rustled around for small bills
and change
poured the dregs of french roast
down her throat
dressed in many layers she
limped to the store by her cane
not caring how she came off
her mouth would get her out
of any trouble it got her in
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