Today until now in nine.

I.

Get up.
Get up, get up.
Why the hell do you set alarms
if you aren't going to heed them.

II.

Raining, cold, but light;
the sun is there, but
like a lover's hand gloved.
warmth beneath dark leather.

III.

Mind wild, spinning gleeful full of
all the possibilities--
none of them correct.

IV.

Singing requiem not requiem;
a true offering, the first.
eyes stray to the walls
where wreaths of barren straw
are shrouded black--
some flutter in my heart
makes me pick up programs
I could be this;
I could be kinder.

V.

I buy food, but cannot eat it
as myriads of clinking glassware
smooth and rounded, marked exactly,
are yelling for me
and even after the yellow I will love them.

VI.

33.33333333 is not 30.

VII.

Sniveling cowardly creeping staring strangling sickly yellow
gaping whining whinging grating grasping groaning yellow
it comes in two, drops, one drop, halfadrop
and I will smash that buret
to shards
oh, for green
lovely languid green
safe and solace, salvaged saving green
ugh.

VIII.

If your splashing water
has gone into my unknown...

IX.

Finally tuna
hungry even, I eat the mayonnaise like my sister
not even between two slices of bread
and think about the evening.