First thing’s first, I’m going to need you to pull up google images and type “Swedish Chef Tattoo”. Before you pull the trigger on that search, picture in your mind what you’re about to see...

(visual poem)

Some mornings we arch
with no keystone.

We are both terrified of loneliness in middle age

I have never woken up to find my heart in my
collarbone or halfway down my spine
or thumping through my left ass cheek.

“Writing these poems dates back to more than ten years ago when I was diligently seeking poetry in every phenomenon and occurrence.”