Eve Rounds

randomentality

note to men
cologne has the opposite effect of your hopes and fantasies
trust your own smell

note to women
impressed by your strength on a daily basis
trust the strength in your vulnerability
trying too hard?…

note to self
realizations in representations
banjojo fear of failure
arbita fear of death
love fear of departure

note to universe
thank you and yes please and thank you and yes please and etc…

but ok but

write some poems that i can give him ok (but they’ll all be about the hims) good idea bad idea no good twinning and losing

a 5 7 5 for e

peering through thick glass your back to me is waiting any news at all? running down broad steps into your brotherly arms crying without breath!

incircles

is it the ticking of the third hand or the faucet dripping onto discount bulk blueberries both measuring time “going in circles” as he would

a poem about you for you (and you)

you are your own though your temperament reminds me of him your head is more ripe mango while his was more soft plum my love

i don’t even know

how long it’s been. haven’t been counting days haven’t counted backwards on the calendar. haven’t bothered to reread my own words. haven’t been missing you

the five senses

your blue eyes and crooked lippy smile which i inherited that tiny soft bristle brush for your basically bald head the white corvette a campfire cards