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