Captian’s Log.

2021

Which sea monsters are before you?
Quick, before they bury their heads
Before they scatter in the salty wind the way they do
To seem
Less scary.

They way they do
To be invisible.

When the grotesque
nature of their likeness
Sends another person running,
Tripping over themselves to say
What’s wrong
with me. As they leave.

They way they do
to be right

The way they do. To be valid.

I want you sounds like I hate you
When we hate ourselves.

I like you sounds like
Be like me
Or I can’t really tell

What you mean
If you’re mean
Or if you’re meaning well.

When you’re sexy means you’re worthy
No sex must be like hell

Nevermind all the times
That in my mind
you made me come.

And made me eat my words
And made me eat
Your sugarplum

So think of mine, if you don’t mind
As fairies laid on the shore

And if it happens, oh my captain
Clap and you’ll see more.