Relax and take it.
Seven days of medicine.
We can get through this.

Tiny frosted bulbs
light the unfinished bathroom,
revealing new tasks.

Smells accumulate
across days of hard labor
back to back to back.

If you do not eat
this enormous green salad,
it will go to waste.

Under the night sky,
slight flickers of the grotesque
appear…disappear.

Animated rain
falls heavy on cartoon heads.
Draw an umbrella!

Thick plastic wrapping
shields furniture from grubby
kid finger yuck smudge.

This yoga retreat
happens to smell just like feet.
Oh well. Namaste.

Today, I paid men
a healthy sum of money
to smash glass for me.

Darkening darkness
sits thick outside the window.
Condensation clouds.