lemon pie

i've lost two dogs in two weeks. i've lost over a decade of love that was compiled into two smiling hairy explanation marks. Still, my ophelia looks at me from my bedroom door as if i am the only thing she has or wants to know.

i will dress like a man and glue a beard on today.

my thoughts are humid. Difficult to walk through let alone sit in.
progression awaits my eyelids.
my jaw is clenched for now.


i am hopeful.