for Andy Cohen
need a poem to explain the unexplainable
to be so Now that Buddhas rejoice and Time eternally goes and fucks itself
i just want the poem to be a distraction
to remind me i don't need to be reminded
of what happened today
or yesterday or the day before
instead i wake early and head to the grocery store with $22 on my Stamps
yr always in my heart
but for this morning...
can i keep you out of my head?