Lightening
bugs:Princeton
as
grasshoppers:Lawrence

today
I want to be
different
everything
the same
suddenly

we will have all wasted away by then
we will be empty shells of nothing
the whole island is a wellspring of evil
I can feel it every time I’m there
it is all hard and sharp
boxes and walls
I feel closed in and closed off
crowded and smothered
almost like drowning
I hate new york

I watered them once
when I planted them
and left them under
the lid

Then, once they had all
sprouted, I started misting them
each day if they looked
like they needed it.

Probably next week,
I will feed them