transformer
the stock markets are plunging. today steve’s brother went to jail, ash wednesday, a day for me for eating peanut butter m+m’s and drinking just a little wine because we are transformed, the test this morning was negative, 6:30 in the morning peeing on a stick before there is any light in the sky and the cat is batting at the stick, nocturnal and his bowl is empty. jack painted his face blue with stripes he said resembled a transformer in his room. we are dust, even embryos are dust. one dissolved. even before we are born we are starting to die, i’ve read that but it doesn’t feel that way. before i went to bed last night i wrote a lullaby of things i was grateful for just in case, and this morning i repeated them in my head in bed as the light filled the sky and my bladder was empty and womb empty. is it called a womb if nothing was ever inside of it, or if something was but never attached. i was attached.
