is your tomorrow today or tomorrow?
what day is today?
it's always raining,
but it's always okay.
constant rain is romantic
and weirdly inspiring.
the song of the day
says you don't hate me,
so now I can see you better
than before,
better than in Brooklyn.
I see your neck from this morning,
far away
full of lives with leftovers,
the old jumpercable doorknob
is laughing in my face
but it's okay,
I am in a different bathroom,
in a different place.
I smell oatmeal
made by musicians,
and my pinky knuckle is still broken
because of one of them.
instead,
rum and coke and a bowl of tomato soup,
I create the thunder.
focus,
there is no damage.
I might go see a movie by myself.