IT WAS PIQUANT

It was piquant

to not have

a social

life

for

four

years. I was

like a god

watching

my

wolf

flock.

Now I have to say

things I don’t mean

to keep the laughter

mute.

It’s

a car

crash under

water, stuck

in a tree.

I’m

barely

able to spill

something on myself

these smoky

days.