so far from clever

i spend a lot of time looking down
my new version of finding shapes in clouds...
staring at tiles
there's a devil i see in my bathroom sometimes
i have to play tricks on myself to forget it's there
today, a mermaid
on the subway platform
holding the staff of neptune
my dreams find me
even without the grace of sleep

i suppose i need to somehow mark the events of yesterday
planets out of line says this morning
i have always hated horses
never unicorns, it bears repeating
even if it's not true
what matters is that i had no question that it could be
i wanted it to be, easy and clean
now i crash
waiting for phone calls that will never come
wishing for faces and arms that will not ever be mine
now, again, before, no end