2/13/13 9:47am – 6/12/13 1:34pm
dedicated to puberty
(when we walk, my dog, walk me)
eleven (i’m)
jealous of the arm that
falls asleep faster
& of whoever it’s
now calling master
twelve
jealous of the time they
are spending together
quick to leave me in the
absence of fair-weather
thirteen
but i myself have a someone
i keep up waiting
my significant other one
i keep rotating
fourteen
& it is whenever my arm
loses itself sleeping
when it is back in her bed that
i find myself creeping
fifteen
arm that falls asleep talk me
into bed to help muse faster
when we walk, my dog, walk me
to show me who is whose master
sixteen
how anything gets done when
you are around is all a wonder
& when is all the time when
you are not helping put me under