goodbye, parakeet

the house drawn

ghosts say not of you but

one fell swoop-forgotten alphabet

(barely looked down at all)

not enough time to write waking hours

to save the self or someone loved and, too,

mother some parts through meaning

so wrote the dreams last night incoming

the writing, furious attempt to get it down

be-lasting the going becoming

cadence of a jacked-up corvette

before it slips away

guy in red shirt walking with three girls

"this is what it was like on planet earth"

forgive the shape, the shape of USA

interconnectedness one enters and leaves

enough in terms of waking

between days flash by

(there is more to life than one can know)

don't forget the important thing

how the parakeet likens itself to planes


Let’s call this the You Were Here Mashup. It scrambles notes the Greenstreets took when watching my video Parakeet draft, my own notes when watching Kate’s/(their) video Goodbye and my reaction to one of Kristen's posts on Facebook a month or so ago.