GOTBORG

for Daphne & Alice

Came home and lost
tons of conscious
ness.

For a time I
stole trays
from hotels
& now I steal
cups

There was this towel
I really wanted.
Sweden knows
towels

There was a shirt
at the airport
white, sort
of flocked
mine in every
way except

for this
girth

I bought
the girth
a burger &

nearly missed
my plane.

I ran
and my heart
pounded

I was not so
fast

There was
a man
running with me

I yelled

in camaraderie

but he ignored
me but then

he started
dropping

shit. I've
been
there.

There's so much
coffee

There's plenty

of coffee

[I can't drink it
it's too
hot]

I wish
someone

was here.

I'm becoming
so sensitive

a person
who has
slept ten

hours
I'm like

Vincent Price
in anything

my soft voice
whispering
anything

There was
a woman
in my poem

no I mean
my dream

and she looked
like someone
I'd dated

before
no she
felt like
her

like she was
going to be

her
and it was
an intense
time
in both
of our lives

she was
finishing
something
and I was
making a
mountain
of sleep

it was
possibly

crazy
and she was
humoring
me but

I felt
our gap

about to
be closed

it must
be true

I thought
it feels

This way
the two
someones
about to become
us

This geological
drama

tons of
time manifest
like persons

I was
slowly

heaving my
self

forward
to close
the small

distance

and I was
struck
in the dream

by the fact
she was
anyone

and I do
this

make
her mine
to share

my coffee
it is
better
now

students!

the coffee

is good
it has
become right

for me
in the
day

and this
is the relationship
I wanted

the dark
liquid
waking me up
in a
stolen
cup