because you never know where the inspiration
will come from on a Monday in January.
big feelings already this year,
and we have barely begun
and Biden isn't even in office yet.
my body is cooking at 98.6°
and falling off the bone like ribs
in life's oven of love and let-downs.
I punched a hole in the wall last night,
because I am dumb and angry,
but I spackled it already and just need to paint it.
Gotta watch that temper o' mine,
and love her forever,
but life is harder than our guidance counselors told us.