Every piece of fruit is different than every other piece of fruit
that has ever been in the world. Doesn’t that make your head hurt?
I eat ibuprofen every morning so the inside of my head
doesn’t feel like staring at hotel wallpaper.
Grey & then pink & then grey & then pink.
A man spitting out a huge quantity of mouthwash next to his car
as I stand there, looking confused. I pull loose strands caught in my hair,
make thick little balls & drop them as I walk.
If they ever want to find me, they can find me.
All my soft bullets of DNA.