Looking into the mirror in a restroom.
Cats eyes looking out of my face, back at me.
A little green a little blue.
Blues in my ears singing at me.
Worldpeace through beer technology.
Said the poet in the 90s.
Not me, though.
Just drunk enough to see the miracles.
Just sleepy enough to think back and wonder.
Where are you now?
What do you do?
Taking care of your kid.
What do you think.
That I don’t know.
The first lesson I learned in my 6th live:
Words have meaning.
The first I learned in my 7th:
They don’t have to make sense.
Hey little girl in the corner at night waiting to be picked up to go home and study.
I am finally relaxed.
I was checked out today.
We crossed paths across the street. One look up and down.
I looked in the reflection of a window there after.
Yeah, I looked good today.