“Uncover the Secrets Behind the Shadows: How the Year of the Rat Ignites Unexpected Transformations”
Baby, baby, baby, baby.
A string inside me spoils.
But I have no defense
for what I will do next
and undefended turn
a silver blue. Hiss
and sicken on the bulb.
The hot thud from light
to laptop screen
to window glass.
An irritation set in loops.
I asked myself what did I love.
I loved to make time go away.
