-- "the common cold has no cure. it is the cure."
One
J said, "There's a halo,
I'm all about halos."
"You're all about halos."
Nothing I say in this state counts.
Kind of wasting time
which was what I thought I was doing, sitting in J's
living room,
looking at the thin green leaves of a plant,
the flowers on the table
a tower made of clothes pins
my leg up towards J,
so I put it down
crossed my legs the other way,
J said he couldn't breathe,
I told him to eat jalapeno peppers.
He said he did but it will just come back.
Two
I was headed up a road in the wrong direction.
People told me, That's toward the mountain.
This path down
will lead to the office,
the center,
the beginning
I woke up
with the image of shaking J,
my hands on his shoulders,
saying,
You need to go home
or hopefully something will happen to force you to.
