SOMMER BROWNING
FEEL BETTER
I collect books found in celebrities’ bathrooms, so far
my life sucks.
You are beautiful. So I won’t.
There is too, a galaxy in poetry.
Picturing your skeleton makes mine claustrophobic.
Is this how people fuck until they’re not angry anymore?
I’m miles and miles and Miles
Davis away.
One baby is cute and 300,
poverty.
If a human exploded isn’t a question.
Live as if
as if it were nighttime in the Multiverse.
When you knew what I meant I said I do
know there’s a vas deferens between us.
My audience uses semi-colons
accurately; I am a whole ass.