leftover pizza
for a whole week
still good

you said you liked
my constellation
of moles

one vertebrae
on top of the other
realigning

vine we miss you
musical.ly we hate you
tiktok we thank you

blown out speaker cone
i've unplugged you seven times
but still see sparks

morning multivitamin pills
making choices on which to take
Keanu Reeves

plastic Barbie torn 
wig missing hand no accessories 
you’re still mine.

clouds like the Toy Story wallpaper
suddenly aware
how alive I am

never quite knowing
how to react to
the number on the scale

orange slices
peeled
without even asking

chipped toe nail polish
summer day
broken in flip flops

looking over my shoulder
i smile
catch up

flat on our backs
gazing at ropes above
as if they were stars

quickly ambling
up a wall
on eight legs

riding on the shoulders
of an old friend
long gone