Does the weather have you down?
Might I recommend a glass of water?
Might I recommend the love of someone
you don’t? Allow me to suggest
a night class in consciousness.
Please, throw glitter in the piano.
Please, don’t turn around. It’s time
to create a self-portrait. Do you prefer to use
pen or pencil? Remember: people’s eyes
are halfway down their face.
Pen or pencil, it doesn’t matter.
You may use one with each hand,
an icicle between your breasts.
They just invented a kind of glass
stronger than most metals.
They made it by suspending
the combination of things in the air
& using a laser as a spatula to mix it.
Step outside, watch smoke move
slowly through a spiderweb. Leaves
stick to other leaves. Sweat cools
on your face. Your pockets are full
of sugar packets, matchbooks from
other countries. Call to mind the taste
of stamps, the smell of gasoline.
You’ve never felt so bright
& sleepless, raw & clean.