Stupid Things I’ve Been Doing Lately
I changed your text tone.
Now it’s the default again.
And now you sound like everyone else.
I send questions to people so that when they answer
I can pretend
that it might be you
I just heard in my pocket
you’re telling me that I don’t have to pretend anymore.
I go out of my way to walk on the grass.
I avoid sidewalks.
The grass makes it easier to imagine that my path is unique.
And no one
has been here before
because that would insult the proud grief
that I’ve been trying to believe
is a good use of my time
because if not for lies
I wouldn’t know what to tell myself.
I wrote a poem this afternoon.
It doesn’t rhyme.
But at least there is some structure to it.
I will resume my impression
of someone who has somewhere else to be
as if this was only a detour
on my way
to a long list of important tasks
that I will execute with efficiency and confidence
while being careful not to notice that the list is no longer sorted by order of priority.