Poetry Pack 1

Hi! This is new for me but I'm excited to share some poetry. I have a new story coming out tomorrow (7/4), which is something I'm much more comfortable with releasing since it's more in my wheelhouse, but I figured I'd share some writing that I have backlogged. If you follow The Circuitry Might Instagram page you may have already read some of these since I like to dump things there, too. These are very similar to TCM in a sense that some are funny and some are dark. Occasionally it's both!

Fast Break

I kinda wanna eat my neighbor’s cat.

I don’t know

He just looks kinda good.

It probably wouldn’t be very polite of me

But what do you expect

when you name your cat Waffles.

I wouldn’t do too much, I mean

Just some syrup or something on him

A square of butter perhaps

Melting into a warm savory blanket

Bits of jam falling into piquant pockets.

I’m going to stay on my phone and just

Watch these videos for awhile

Sonnet

Shall I compare thee to a fish fillet?

I don’t really like fish that’s just my stance

I won’t eat it, I don’t need to explain

Even if I did there would be no chance

Somebody may find you to be a real catch

Man, do I really feel sorry for him

Hopefully he doesn’t get too attached

Before he sees how hard it is to swim

I’d throw you back into any river

And you’re as gross as the rest in the sea

Far from the fridge you send me a shiver

When will you get that you don’t satisfy me

Yes, call me picky, but riddle me this:

What am I to do if I don’t like fish?

The Marks

To Denise Levertov

On the last day of school

I was playing in the field

Clawing divots and holes

In the soft ground with

My best friend at the time.

We rolled around play-fighting,

Wrestling in that same old place.

As the recess bell rang

I noticed for the first time

Odd marks on my hands

Splotches of brown

Coating my palms

The sun was down right on them

Like a parasite growing. Dark

The sharp lift of my nails

Double Half

Thought I knew what trouble had

The days hit me like

Filthy waves shoving at Long Beach

Those Symptoms are built deep

In the concrete

I mean, you have to laugh

Fear came with

Every feeling I had to catch

Muddy calves

Dark water

When I run the bubble bath

Damn

Cyclone

I think about everything going on

in my life

And how

Any breeze could take me with it

But for now

I’ll hold onto you

And if the wind

begins to swell again

Our bodies will form a helix

And bleed into the sky together