i spilled
thoughts
onto the floor
last night
but did not
bother
to clean
the mess
til morning.
—
scooping up
and curating
Old crumbs
they professed,
“he is everything
you think he is.
watch your step.
do not miss
picking up
one of those
sharp pieces.
one day
you’ll forget to
step around it
[barefoot]
and blood,
everywhere.”
