vibrates with the restlessness
and ramshackle intimacy
that have long distinguished me.
lest inspiration fade,
question marks about my heart,
adventurous spirit feels intertwined
with that unwieldiness.
nothing that belongs
on a mid-2010s indie mood board,
just as easily a soundtrack for a séance
as a midday Brooklyn coffee shop.
it’s a yearning for transcendence,
for connection,
crisscrossing the country,
pining for a lover.
such mine moments can’t be replicated
through Zoom squares or remote sessions,
block blogs or other bullshit
in this beautiful, beguiling limited existence.