an old girlfriend
well, i mean
she isn’t old
she is younger than me
older than she was though
let’s just say, an old
young girlfriend
yes, an old
young acquaintance of mine
made a post online
with a picture of her face
about how she
welcomes the ‘muse’
with things like
dancing
playing
and trying to not force things
into a marketable box
she asked others to
comment with how they
also welcome the ‘muse’
so i thought that
i would give it a try
first i wake up and attempt
a bowel movement or
take a piss and try to shake
well enough so that urine doesn’t
drip down my leg
(which seems to be happening a lot)
then ill watch hockey highlights
which usually include connor mcdavid or any oilers postgame interviews
then ill put pants on and walk downstairs for coffee
or maybe somewhere a bit further
if the weather is nice
then ill try to read a book
but mostly i will just scroll through
instagram or facebook
and then read blogs on oilersnation
then i will waft through
some notes on my phone
and find things like
‘the school bus driver is drunk’
and
‘the avocado went bad’
and
‘i love the way your back sweats’
and then i will put my phone away
and walk to the canada place
food court and eat a donair
and then i will walk home
and wonder why i chose
to consume a donair
and then i’ll wonder
why i chose to do everything
that i have done
particularly
why i’ve chosen a craft
where one can
dance and play
and post photos
of their face online
to conjure up some mystical
songwriting spirit
that will guide them to some
principled body of work
and by the time i enter
the third floor of my
apartment building
i’ll have written three songs
one for the school bus driver
one for the avocado
and another one for you