twitching a twitcher

the birds subscribe to the feed

nature’s ‘like’ button

this is what i chose
and make of that what you will
it seemed so simple

i can keep cleaning

but the mould will always win

it will outlive me

the water wont stop

despite how i turn the taps

i found it like this

i’m on your shoulder

interrupting every thought

i know what you’ve done

so that’s the story

have i told you this before?

i lose track sometimes

a puddle forming

a sentence left unfinished

a dish best served cold

i’m a shape-shifter
i take the form of a bear
no one is impressed

some minutes later
i notice i’m on fire
the rain never comes

air leaks from the room

i reach out to touch your hand

my arm halts, frozen

wake in an orchard

sunlight breaks through the branches

grass between my toes

i wont sleep tonight

all i can think of is you

outside the street screams

my lab up in flames

attacked by a giant wasp

mondays! am i right?

no more of that, please