Tuesday, June 3, 2008

I think my ears look funny

but they’re still my favorite.
At night
I pace my living room floor
kept up by my sleeping roommates
and running fridge.

I’m especially insecure
eating cereal in the morning
but I don’t mind
being naked.

I distrust anyone
who uses the word
Exquisite
and prefer
crickets to songbirds.
But I get distracted by
the chirping.