i have forgotten why
tell me again
am i pushing this along
or am i being dragged
limply behind
sometimes i want to
pretend each day
doesn’t matter
can the angel-fueled
furnace churning the
words burning in turns
bake my blackbird pie
will the rope that keeps
me tied to the back
of this bakery delivery
truck cease to exist
besides
what’s so easy about
sugar fruit
flour
and heat
bhagiti 9.19.07 perrysburg, oh