Something about a porcelain figurine
followed by an intimate encounter
time shape-shifting, catching you mid-stride,
losses lost in the day-to-day.
Don't waste your time trying to make sense of it,
the step-by-steps were tossed out with the trash
along with the Revell Zeppelin
from the cracks of your childhood.
Your membership has been cancelled.
(The updates were worthless anyway.)
Go ahead. Enjoy Miles's linking of the then
to the sanctity of the conundrum
far from the madding boring shit
as he called it.
The year will soon flip.
Leftovers announced.
Time to break out the resolve
to sort things out and take on Sheila Heti's
How Should A Person Be?
despite the comfort of entanglements new and old.
Engage the throttle.
Not sure to where, but that's part of it - the good part.
By morning, old everything.
Your head channel-surfing for ornaments.
'Tis the season, yes?
Cassandra Wilson whispering Time After Time.